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A star's always fair A stroke of fate but who cares Ends do get rough Really I've had enough Neediest nights With strange delights Their brusque craze Have changed my ways So I Tried to look at it the romantic way But that Just failed terribly So tell me Beginnings are fair and ends are aching Oh What a fatal mistake you are making Cause I am getting around With the feeling of letting you down You say you don't know why But neither do I Things left unsaid Boring their way Outside of my head My hair grows so fast these days Oh oh What a gruesome now a mundane monday's made I'm over twenty now Have I missed the point by staying sane? So tell me again Beginning is soft and to finish is tough Mama I sure had enough Cause I am getting around With the feeling of letting you down You say you don't know why But neither do I