You're always saying that I owe you one,
So lets consolidate this debt.
Get on a payment plan,
I'll pay you compliments you can still treat me bad.
And now it easy, getting easier,
to leave you and this town behind.
I'll do some traveling,
when I'm gone tell all our friends we got even.
I'm held like an object,
then set aside,
I'm back on the shelf,
I'm stuck in the drawer,
I'm mint in the box,
but you'd still sell me for cost, wouldn't you?
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