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I found your photograph, in a cardboard box, in a magazine.

  I can't re member you, re member us, or anything

 I t aught you how to feel but you just feel numb

 They t aught you how to feel but you just feel numb

She comes apart, in the av-a-lanche

  Fades out like a dance crawls back into bed

 When it's over When it's over

 When it's over it's over.. .

  I watch the window and listen for the sound of cars

  I can't re member the last time that it was yours

 I taught you how to feel why do you feel numb?

 They taught us how to feel but we just feel numb

She comes apart, in the av-a-lanche

  Fades out like a dance crawls back into bed

 When it's over When it's over

 When it's over it's over.. .

She falls apart in the av-a-lanche

  Fades out like a dance crawls back into bed

 When it's over When it's over

 When it's over it's over.. .