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I swept the closet floor I found some metaphors A pair of running shoes And something overdue I said, but who's more sorry now? Who's more sorry now? Who's more sorry now? You know, you know, you know See how much we owe Not much, I suppose For Henry David Thoreau I said, but who's more sorry now? Who's more sorry now? Who's more sorry now? You know, you know, you know Don't split your sails over me No, no 'Cause it just don't matter Don't split your sails over me No, no 'Cause it just don't matter I found a mannequin Inside a plastic bin I said, but who's more sorry now? Who's more sorry now? Who's more sorry now? You know, you know, you know Don't split your sails over me No, no, no 'Cause it just don't matter Don't split your sails over me No, no, no 'Cause it just don't matter
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