I don't expect my love affairs
That my dreams will come true
But all the same I hate it
(Another suitcase in another hall)
(Take your picture off another wall)
(You'll get by you always have before)
I've said that I don't care
That I'm hard through and through
But every time it matters
Call in three months time
I won't recall the names and places
But that's no consolation
(Another suitcase in another hall)
(Take your picture off another wall)
(You'll get by you always have before)
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