Deep Down

I hate it when I know things deep down
Those are the things I don't want to know

Why do I never know deep down that I
need to eat more strawberry tarts?
Crawl into your bed?
Drive to the airport, buy the ticket to Paris
Denpasar?

It is always this stuff:
Choose self-respect over perpetual disappointment
Take myself home before I weep in the market
Get up and hold the world together

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