Wicker Chair

In your little white wicker chair
 Unsuspicious nobody cares for you
 You're so fucked up again
 You laugh at nothin' in the pouring rain
 And try to tell yourself you're not insane
 You fool, I hate you sometimes
 Oh hey, you know it ain't coincidental that you're lost in place
 It's drippin' off your face, and you're losin' your precious mind
 Send me a postcard if you get that far
 You got a couple pennies in your rusty jar
 The truth you've been gone for awhile
 And it's hard lookin' at you when you look that way
 With your one night stands and your sleep all days
 Ooh, you're such a slut sometimes
 Oh hey, you know it ain't coincidental that you're lost in place
 It's drippin' off your face, and you're losin' your precious mind
 You're losin' your mind
 You're losin' your mind
 You're losin' your mind
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 I said you're losin' your mind
 You're losin' your mind
 You're losin' your mind
 I know you do
 I said you're losin' your mind
 You're losin' your mind
 You're losin' your mind
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 I said you're losin' your mind
 You're losin' your mind
 You're losin' your mind