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Text: Emiliana Torrini. Love in the Time of Science. To Be Free.

Once in a house on a hill
A boy got angry
He broke into my heart

For a day and a night
I stayed beside him
Until I had no hope

So I came down the hill
Of course I was hurt
But then I started to think

It shouldn't hurt me to be free
It's what I really need
To pull myself together
But if it's so good bein' free
Would you mind tellin' me
Why I don't know what to do with myself?

There's a bar by the dock
Where I found myself
Drinking with this man

He offered me a cigarette
And I accepted
'Cause it's been a very long time

As it burned till the end
I thought of the boy
No one could ever forget

It shouldn't hurt me to be free
It's what I really need
To pull myself together
But if it's so good bein' free
Would you mind tellin' me
Why I don't know what to do with myself?

To pull myself together
But if it's so good bein' free
Would you mind tellin' me
Why I don't know what to do with myself?

To pull myself together
But if it's so good bein' free
Would you mind tellin' me
Why I don't know what to do with myself?

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