we fell in love
friday the thirteenth
our fathers' luck
means nothing to me
i drove past your old house on my way home
i don't know where you live now
i still remember the smell of your room
stolen cigarettes and broken curfews
friday the thirteenth
means nothing to me
i had a dream last night
i had a dream last night
we were in bed together again
i had a dream
i was sixteen you were older
we were sleeping under water
can you hear the waves break
can you hear my heart break underwater
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