Little big league — Tropical Jinx

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We loved this house once, we made it a home
And I wept — afraid my waking life was an ocean
And I am not on your tide, I am not on your tide
I used to have it memorized — the sound of you entering a room
Bucks County prom king loves talk radio
And an impressionist marriage all laid out on his impressionist’s table
I can’t sleep, I’m not tired
I can’t sleep, I’ve realized
At some point you decide if you want to love or be loved more
And I chose wrong