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I can't get enough of spending time with you
If spending time was like spending money
I'd beg, borrow, and steal for you.
I keep waiting for the other shoe to drop
For you to see me as the possessive horror I am
For you to see I'm a fraud, a bore, a challenge.
When I try to give you warning
You laugh me off
But underneath whatever you see in me
Is nothing worthy of you.

The Only Exception (Paramore)

When I was younger
I saw my daddy cry
And curse at the wind
He broke his own heart
And I watched as he tried to reassemble it
And my mama swore
That she would never let herself forget
And that was the day that I promised
I'd never sing of love
If it does not exist
But, darling, you are the only exception
But you are the only exception
Well, maybe I know somewhere
Deep in my soul
That love never lasts
And we've got to find other ways
To make it alone
Or keep a straight face
And I've always lived like this
Keeping a comfortable distance
And up until now, I had sworn to myself
That I'm content with loneliness
Because none of it was ever worth the risk
Well, you are the only exception
I've got a tight grip on reality
But I can't let go of what's in front of me here
I know you're leaving in the morning when you wake up
Leave me of some kind of proof it's not a dream, oh
You are the only exception
And I'm on my way to believing
Oh, and I'm on my way to believing 

Girl Anachronism (Palmer)

you can tell 
from the scars on my arms 

and cracks in my hips 

and the dents in my car

and the blisters on my lips

that i'm not the carefullest of girls

you can tell 
from the glass on the floor

and the strings that're breaking 

and i keep on breaking more 

and it looks like i am shaking 

but it's just the temperature

and then again 

if it were any colder i could disengage 

if i were any older i could act my age

but i don't think that youd believe me

it's not the way i'm meant to be 

it's just the way the operation made me

and you can tell 
from the state of my room 

that they let me out too soon 

and the pills that i ate 

came a couple years too late 

and i've got some issues to work through

there i go again 

pretending to be you

make-believing 

that i have a soul beneath the surface 

trying to convince you

it was accidentally on purpose

i am not so serious 
this passion is a plagiarism 

i might join your century 

but only on a rare occasion

i was taken out 

before the labor pains set in and now

behold the world's worst accident

i am the girl anachronism

and you can tell
by the red in my eyes 

and the bruises on my thighs 

and the knots in my hair 

and the bathtub full of flies 

that i'm not right now at all

there i go again 

pretending that i'll fall 

don't call the doctors 

cause they've seen it all before 

they'll say just 

let her crash and burn 

she'll learn 

the attention just encourages her

and you can tell 
from the full-body cast 

that i'm sorry that i asked 

though you did everything you could 

(like any decent person would)

but i might be catching so don't touch

you'll start believing you're immune to gravity and stuff 

don't get me wet 

because the bandages will all come off

and you can tell
from the smoke at the stake 

that the current state is critical

well it is the little things, for instance:

in the time it takes to break it she can make up ten excuses:

please excuse her for the day
it's just the way the medication makes her...

i don't necessarily believe there is a cure for this 
so i might join your century but only as a doubtful guest 

i was too precarious removed as a cesarean 

behold the worlds worst accident 

i am the girl anachronism