Everyone always loves you
When you're on your way out the door.
Everybody needs you and begs you to stay.
Guess I learned something from you,
And the way you stared right through me.
Baby,
You're great on the highway.
You know how to make an escape.
This desperation
To pack up and move on and see
You leave us crying over postcards from Mexico
Baby, you're never far enough away.
-Girlyman, "Postcards from Mexico"
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