"Used (solo, acoustic)" genre: Acoustic
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	Recorded live on WYEP, 5/16/2002
	Lyrics my whole life is held together with duct tape, it’s like there’s never enough tape to go around, I try to make it count, slippin’ through all of the close shaves, lettin’ go what I can’t save, down but I’m not out... my old car, it’s hard to say what’ll go first, the body or motor, rusting through and wearing out, but it slips past inspection, and on further reflection, gets me where I’m bound so if you’re used you’ll fit right in, I never know where to begin, and if you’re blue beneath your skin, it’s just a bruise, yesterday’s news, and you will mend... my old friends are like the cardigan sweaters I’ve collected in thrift stores, they do me so much good I’m savin’ all the various colors, I’m the next Mr. Rogers I’ve got my own neighborhood... so if you’re used you’ll fit right in, I never know where to begin, and if you’re blue beneath your skin, it’s just a bruise, yesterday’s news, if you’re used, well that’s no sin, we’ll find somewhere to begin, and if you’re blue beneath your skin, it’s just a bruise, yesterday’s news, and you will mend..

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