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Twenty past seven, the steam still rising from your coffee cup

All I’ve ever wanted was everything and all at once

And if I’m ever gonna get any better

One way or another, I’ll have to settle

But to me settling’s, never seemed good enough

But if I’m ever gonna get things right

I need to settle for an honest fight

The world is a picture, painted on paper

So cut it into pieces, and put it back together

The world is a picture, painted on paper

So cut it into pieces, and put it back together

Twenty past eleven, the gloom standing over me like a bodyguard

Guarding on something I’m not sure I even want

Eight past four in the morning, waiting for sleep that never comes

This is when the hope of a better day dies with them

But if I’m ever gonna get things right

I need to settle for an honest fight

The world is a picture, painted on paper

So cut it into pieces, and put it back together

The world is a picture, painted on paper

So cut it into pieces, and put it back together

The world is a picture, painted on paper

So cut it into pieces, and put it back together

The world is a picture, painted on paper

And it’s hard to stay fixed on making things better

When there’s no one there to make it better for

The world is a picture, painted on paper

Cut it into pieces, and put it back together

The world is a picture, painted on paper

Cut it into pieces, and put it back together

The world is a picture, painted on paper

Cut it into pieces, and put it back together

The world is a picture, painted on paper

Cut it into pieces, and put it back together

The world is a picture, painted on paper

Cut it into pieces, and put it back together

The world is a picture, painted on paper

Cut it into pieces, and put it back together

The world is a picture, painted on paper

Cut it into pieces, and put it back together

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