Trashed Exes Lyrics - Of Montreal

The problem is a different girl, an Athenian beach­goth 

We have so much to live for but living is not one of your talents 

You you were just slumming it with me, you faked it, i was your slum 

Now i can't even talk to you, easy rider see whatcha done done 

Gabrielle, i met the plague of you, l'appel du vide of your trashed exes 

I felt like Antonin Artaud because i refused to cry 

I saw our withering and thought "how romantic" 

I saw our withering and thought "i'm glad" 

Did you really try to love me? that doesn't sound like you 

No not you 

Now that I am dispossessed i feel almost happy 

Happy that I no longer have to be the prey of your syndrome 

I do miss the corybantic wilds of our furious and awful love 

I was ready to share everything oh honey what was i thinking of? 

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Gabrielle, I met the plague of you, i met the plague 

I felt like Antonin Artaud because I refused to cry 

I saw our withering and thought "nothing tragic" 

I saw our withering and thought "good, i'm glad" 

Did i really try to love you? 

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Gabrielle, I met the plague of you, l'appel du vide of your trashed exes 

I felt like Antonin Artaud because I refused to cry 

I saw our withering and thought "how romantic" 

I saw our withering and thought "I'm glad" 

Did you really try to love me? that doesn't sound like you 

No not you