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Written by: Donnelly (© 1999 SOCAN) Lyrics My world is populated With ex-girlfriends and ex-band-mates Some that I knew well, Some that can just go to... Hello operator, would you give me number nine? Because number eight wasn't that great, She was more of a waste of time... Breaking up and breaking down Those who have while I have not Pitying myself and hoping I... Don't get caught Picking up, and declining; Our reality: the harshest of gravity CHORUS I never really meant to hurt you But I've been told to use my potential I never tried hard not to hurt you I misunderstood, my potential Pull the plug on what we had Call to quit when you get sad Try so hard to not exert Call it hate for what it's not Loathe myself... around the clock Thus the story does unfold; though lies exist, they are untold The stories of our fates are told on future dates Trying not to sound so glib so you don't punch me in the ribs Sad but true; I will not be you I never really meant to hurt you... But I've been told to use my potential Never tried hard not to hurt you I misunderstood my potential My potential to react My potential to detract My potential to corrode My potential to explode (yeah yeah) My potential to suck the life out of you… Story Straight-forward rocker in the Buffalo Tom/Husker Du vein with my trademark whiny vocals. |
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