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Alarm spits static, I roll with a grin
Ribcage knocking, coffee kicking in
First light taps my cheek like it owns the place I wake
up sore where your name used to stay Tried to sleep it
off, tried to bargain with the sheets But the ache showed up
wearing yesterday's jeans I
make a joke, but I feel it pull
Like a stone in a cereal bowl
Morning says, hey, you're still full
Oh, my sore heart says good morning
Kicks the bed and starts performing I tried to dream it down,
tried to turn it off But it came back singing,
get up, walk it off
Sink full of cups from the midnight trial I salute the mess
with a crooked little smile Heart's got rent in the center of
my chest But my shoes by the door say,
leave the rest
Oh, my sore heart says good morning
Kicks the bed and starts performing I tried to dream it down,
tried to turn it off
But it came back singing,
get up, walk it off
Maybe healing isn't pretty
Maybe it's toast burned black
Maybe it's laughing at the mirror
While the old hurt laughs back
Good morning, sore heart You noisy little spark I walk it off,
I walk it off (yeah)