i really see you upside down.
but my brain knows better...
it picks you up and turns you around;
turns you around,
turns you around.
if you feel discouraged when there's a lack of color here...
please don't worry lover.
it's really bursting at the seams from absorbing everything.
the spectrum's a to z.
ahh ahhh.
ahh ahhh.
ahh ahhh.
this is fact not fiction for the first time in years...
and all the girls in every girly magazine
can't make me feel any less alone.
i'm reaching for the phone to call the 703,
and on yr machine i beg and plead for you to come home.
but i know it's too late
and i should've given you a reason to stay
given you a reason to stay...
given you a reason to stay...
given you a reason to stay...
given you a reason to stay.
this is fact not fiction for the first time in years.
- ben gibbard
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i really should have gone out tonight, but instead i pretended that you wrote me the song above.