You've got no right,

 to tell me what I need.

 to tell me how I should bleed,

 to tell me about me.

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You said you're missing your yesterdays,

 I saved all mine for a rainy day.

 I'm gonna spend them all on a brand new life,

 a shiny new face, a new suit, and a cute little wife.

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We didn't mean what I thought,

and we could'nt afford what we bought.

At least now we both know how life goes,

and all of the curves that it throws.

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But what do we ever really know,

what do we think is right, or real?

Who's got the right answers to our little questions,

why do we listen when other's tell us how to feel?