Here comes a brick of innuendo right through your front window
I climbed up the stairs and broke that empty heart
With the invisible men in my invisible army
I can't see them anymore but I know they're around somewhere
One of them's missing
Always in the last place I look
Retrace my steps
Where was the last place I saw you
Now your friends are homeless
I've got no where to send this letter
And
Oh well
In between
Making everything better
Oh well
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