PUNCHLINE

how does that make you feel?

i’ll send you the bill

you’re larger than life

you used to travel

you love the lights

what the hell are you doing here? 

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did it get old?

was it the divorce?

was it the liquor on the shelf?

tell me what lies do you tell yourself?

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for me it’s the idea of a future

you and me some house by the sea

for me it’s more than just temporary

for me it’s laying in the sand

watching my hand find your hand

but the jokes been running for a year

and i think i’m the punchline here

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and how does that make you feel? 

you’re a stereotype

a pretty face with a past life

what the hell are you doing here? 

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was the extravagant life not enough?

did the paris kiss lose its lust?

are you making up for your youth?

tell me what lies do you tell you

for me it’s that the sting doesn’t hurt

that the wind feel better in the dirt

that the jokes still funny through the tears

i think i’m the punchline

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a walking cliche

an ex model runaway

a bartender 

a night

another whiskey 

another fight

another cry 

another hug

another lie 

it’s alright

another lie 

and it’s alright

another lie 

and it’s alright

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i think i’m the punchline

i think i’m the punchline

another lie

it’s alright

i think i’m the punchline

i think i’m the punchline

i think i’m the punchline

another lie

it’s alright

i think i’m the punchline