I'll see you round about midnight You know I won't be late Let's dive into this crap house And truth hell have to wait The truth of what has gone before Lies bleeding on the floor The only truth remaining still Is that truth don't matter anymore So meet me round about midnight I won't let you down I swear We'll hang on to each other Down at the new Times Square It seems that we can't run from this No matter how we try There's nothing here worth keeping So let's kiss it all goodbye Tell me what's worth keeping anyway It doesn't seem to matter What we do or what we say Everything we had They have now taken it all away The truth don't matter anymore
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