Dying Is a Beautiful Thing to Do

It was the summer I
 Learned to love politics
 And Elliott Smith 'cause you did
 Swinging in the backyard
 Wind in my hair and words
 You're playing it cool like a kid
 But I'm the kind of girl that you write songs about
 Mystery you can't get out your head before you sleep at night
 Once in a lifetime
 You're taking pictures you can't bear to lose
 Be the artist to my muse
 I think dying is a beautiful thing to do
 By your side
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 I bleed on paper so the
 Fact of the fiction is alive on the page when I'm gone
 Coming undone in dark corridors
 We're catching our breath just for a moment
 And I could waste all of my timе in between the lines
 'Causе I'm the kind of girl that you write songs about
 Mystery you can't get out your head before you sleep at night
 Once in a lifetime
 You're taking pictures you can't bear to lose
 Be the artist to my muse
 I think dying is a beautiful thing to do
 By your side
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 Every movement in my rear view
 And every place in reference to you
 If nothing else, can I be your regret?
 Years from now
 I'm the kind of girl that you write songs about
 Mystery you can't get out your head before you sleep at night
 Once in a lifetime
 You're taking pictures you can't bear to lose
 Be the artist to my muse
 I think dying is a beautiful thing to do
 By your side