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I saw some photos of a happy family,
hanging up on the thrift shop wall,
i paid the man and i brought them back home,
i feel better now when they dont call,
Every once in a while i see your face when i stare at the ceiling,
i truly regret the day thet i wrote you off,
Always dreamed i'd someday leave home,
and now i do it again and again,
and here i go looking for my new home,
or shall i say looking for a best friend,
Every once in a while i see you face when i stare at the ceiling,
i truly regret the day i wrote you off