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I'll drag your lifeless body out of that burning house
And in your pain you'll say to me that you didn't mind being doused
Well if you've lost all feeling, you need to move around
Let's take a walk to Melbourne and just crash on Pauly's lounge
Don't cry
Don't look behind
Battling your memories is often half the fight
I promise I don't own the kind of music that she likes
We'll drink a lot of red wine and listen to The Smiths
I'll lend you some sad albums for when you dwell on it
Don't cry
Don't look behind
The hunger only eats you when someone takes the cake
I wish you weren't compelled to keep on feeding my bellyache
Don't cry
Don't look behind
And in your pain you'll say to me that you didn't mind being doused
Well if you've lost all feeling, you need to move around
Let's take a walk to Melbourne and just crash on Pauly's lounge
Don't cry
Don't look behind
Battling your memories is often half the fight
I promise I don't own the kind of music that she likes
We'll drink a lot of red wine and listen to The Smiths
I'll lend you some sad albums for when you dwell on it
Don't cry
Don't look behind
The hunger only eats you when someone takes the cake
I wish you weren't compelled to keep on feeding my bellyache
Don't cry
Don't look behind
Lyrics submitted by nobodyandi
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