i heard the words come out of my mouth
and i watched your face fall
you turned from me to the window of the train
and you wouldn't say anything at all
the stations passed us by
and you still wouldn't look me in the eye
this is regret
this is the 7:10 train into san francisco
the conductor opens the door
and i don't have a boyfriend anymore
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Baby It's You
Cold Shoulder
Giant
Graceland
Joins The Foreign Legion
It Wasn't The Same Somehow
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Attic Room
Blue Corolla
Holly Hobby
Toby Take A Bow
Dying Batteries
Lonesome New Mexico Nights
Cold White Christmas
A Normal Suburban Lifestyle Is a Near Impossibility Once You've Fallen In L
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Students For Scharves and Charm