LOVE GOES HOME TO PARIS IN THE SPRING- Magnetic Fields

I'm counting the habits you made me break
I'm counting the drugs you won't let me take
I'm counting the friends you won't let me see
I've had enough You never give me anything
Don't you know, love goes home to Paris in the Spring?
Adding up the hours I waited for you
I'm counting the calls that never came through
I'm counting my friends you melted away
I'm counting the times you were king for a day
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