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We look younger than we feel and older than we are And now nobody's funny And oh, God, they took our fashion week That's a real bad thing 'cause we have scars to cover Now I forget how to think So crack my skull, rearrange me Lover, put me in your beautiful bed And cover me Lover, put me in your beautiful bed Nothing made a sound in Williamstown that night And all the air was empty Then what to my wondering eyes should appear Nothing 'cause nothing ever happens here Now I forget how to think So crack my skull, rearrange me And lover, put me in your beautiful bed And cover me Lover, put me in your beautiful bed Nothing ever happened here Nothing ever happened here