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Numbers Game lyrics for you guys

it never grows old now does it?
we like to be hurt, we are the dirty dozen.
faded digits on a napkin, written by a dieing pen,
a dieing lover, hoping to hear her voice again.
calls made hung up on a click.
calls made never past the first ring.
and then an answer, a sudden deep breath in.
a st-studder in your mind,
a loss for words, you're hoping to find,
a way out of the mess you've put yourself in.
a way to say "hello" but your socialism's what you lack,
he's trying to say something, but that something's just holding him back.

it never grows old now does it?
we like to be hurt, we are the dirty dozen.
faded digits on a napkin, written by a dieing pen,
a dieing lover, hoping to hear her voice again.
calls made hung up on a click.
calls made never past the first ring.
punching numbers, hanging up again.
he can't bare to be aware, that she's gone for good.
he's a sobbing wreck of a train,
he's lost for words, he can't find anything.
it never grows old now does it?
we like to be hurt, we are the dirty dozen.
we are the dirty dozen.

faded numbers on his hand,
written by a dieing pen.
so this is where he asks himself,
"could i ever grow old alone?"
could i...
ever...
grow old alone...?

pry away all those thoughts that haunt your brain,
they'll only stop you from what you're seeking.
i know its hard but you have to tell yourself,
"it could be much worse than this",
faded numbers carved in cedar pull you in.
but you cannot make the call,
it's real easy, just try to be calm, i'm sure you can pull it off.
[could i ever grow old alone?]
i'm sorry but we've lost her, she's gone.
[could i ever grow old alone?]
i'm sorry but we've lost her, she's gone.
i'm sorry but we've lost her, she's gone.
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