I don't expect my love affairs to last for long Never fool myself that my dreams will come true Being used to trouble I anticipate it So what happens now? Another suitcase in another hall So what happens now? Take your picture off another wall Where am I going to? You'll get by, you always have before Where am I going to? Time and time again I've said that I don't care That I'm immune to gloom, that I'm hard through and through But every time it matters all my words desert me So what happens now?
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