Artist : Aimee Man
Title : That's how i knew this story would break my heart.

I drew a picture of you,
You and your anchor tattoo,
And saw the face that I knew,
Covered in shame.
You drew a bird that was here,
A kind of sweet chanticleer,
But with a terrible fear,
That the cage couldn't tame.

That's how I knew this story would break my heart,
When you wrote it.
That's how I knew this story would break my heart.

So, like a ghost in the snow,
I'm getting ready to go,
'Cause baby, that's all I know,
How to open the door,
And though the exit is crude,
It saves me coming unglued,
For when you're not in the mood,
For the gloves, and the canvas floor.

That's how I knew this story would break my heart,
When you wrote it.
That's how I knew this story would break my heart.

That's how I knew this story would break my heart,
When you wrote it.
That's how I knew this story would break my heart.

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Just how i feel right now...
Nothing too heavy...
Nothing too light...
As things start falling into place now...
Falling into wrong places...
Pushing me into wrong corners...
Why did things end up this way now...
Why did things end up this way...
End of the world seems nearer...
End of my world seems just ahead of me...
No more dreams, no more hope baby...
Just me now...
All alone...
As i bid farewell to another day...
And reluctantly welcome the next...

Time will come...
When i need to go...

Bye for now...