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Stephen Malkmus, Andrew Falkous:

coincidence? Yes.

I'm sorry you feel that way.

We're breaking lots of shit,

like our hearts and our guitars.

I'm sorry you feel that way.

What did you let her do?

And what did it mean to you?

The irony is palpable,

you condescending bitch.

What did you let her do? Huh?

What?

(Nothing.)

What?!

(Nothing!)

What???

(Nothing!!!)

(I SAID WHAT!)

(I SAID NOTHING!)

She's in the shell, she's back in hell,

she's back where she began.

It's written on the door.

We're back where we began

but it gets darker every day.

I'm sorry you feel that way.