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Real. Real like a plastic bouquet
That thrives on the smoke from an old fireplace
And dies every night with her face on the news.
Nobody cries, they just smoke and stare and their shoes.
The only difference is,
The only difference is,
Nobody can cry -
It's hard to do
For most folks, without a reason why.

When you get the time
Sit down and write me a letter
When you're feeling better
Drop me a line<p>I wanna know how it all works out
I had a feeling we were fading out
I didn't know that people faded out
That people faded out so fast
I wanna show you all the things I got inside But you know those parts of me died
Just like us they faded out
They faded out so fast
When there was love enough left to fix it But there it is

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I was doing soundcheck, and Rancid was playing over there. That's some good shit. Actually, it wasn't Rancid, it was the opening band, the Distillers. I was like, screaming and shit. Running around. I had no one to slam dance with. I was very lonesome. It was very singer-songwriter.