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Every day when I come home I expect to find you gone
A folded message by the phone, the television left switched on
With every single channel showing slo-mo pictures of you going

My legs would give way under me in front of our old red settee
Your folded note unfolding me I'd hit my head on the TV
Where every channel kept repeating slo-mo pictures of you leaving

I've got a little something for you Paranoia

Like a poor man's Howard Hughes I'd stop wearing socks and shoes
Only touch things with tissues, looking for you on the news
In every piece of war reporting, through the door I'd see you walking

I'd become preoccupied with people I don't know who've died
Like one of those unusuals who go to strangers' funerals
In every single TV death I'd see the reason why you left

Oh God what would I do
My life would fall apart without you
I don't see what you see in a stupid loser like me
And every day when I come home I expect to find you gone

I've got a little something for you Paranoia\\

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