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Paroles: June. No Time For Sense.

Isn't it tragic? Isn't it something?
I'm starting to forget how it feels to be alone
A bedroom that could break
Every risk that I'm willing to take

But don't, don't you dare try to
Try to make sense
Don't, don't you dare try to
Try to make sense out of me

Spend your day lonely, being alone
Don't try to make sense out of me
Spend your day lonely, being alone
Don't try to make sense out of me

Isn't it tragic? [Incomprehensible] something
I'm starting to regret the way I used to be now
I'm finding that I'll take
The risks that just might come my way

Don't, don't you dare try to
Try to make sense out of me

Spend your day lonely, being alone
Don't try to make sense out of me
Spend your day lonely, being alone
Don't try to make sense out of me

I'm better off without this
Don't believe every words that I mean
I'm better off without this
Don't try to make sense out of me

Spend your day lonely, being alone
Don't try to make sense out of me
Spend your day lonely, being alone
Don't try to make sense out of me

I'm better off without this
Don't believe every words that I mean
I'm better off without this
Don't try to make sense out of me