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tell me why i feel so bad, honey, tv's flat and nothing is funny, i get sad and stuck in a cone of silence, like a big balloon with nothing for ballast, labeled like a bottle for alice, drink me down or i'll drown in a sea of giants, and tell me, "baby, baby, i love you, it's nonstop memories of you, it's like a video of you playing, it's all loops of seven-hour kisses, cut with a couple near-misses, back to the scene of the actor saying: 'tell me, baby, baby - why do i feel so bad?'", tell me why i feel so bad, honey, fighting left me plenty of money, but didn't keep the promise of memory lapses, like a building that's been slated for blasting, i'm the proof that nothing is lasting, counting to eleven as it collapses, and tell me, "baby, baby, i love you, it's nonstop memories of you, it's like a video of you playing, it's all loops of seven-hour kisses, cut with a couple near-misses, back to the scene of the actor saying: 'tell me, baby, baby - why do i feel so bad?'", baby, baby, i love you, baby, baby, i love you, but baby, i feel so bad