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What became of us |
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In the night light turn to touch |
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Your hand hand's don't understand what's a right from wrong |
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When I think of all the things we've done |
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Never made the rules |
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But counting one to ten was easy |
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It's always happening - slowly, surely happening |
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Could have been another way |
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It looked bad from the start |
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Won't you give me, give me benefit of the doubt |
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Could have been another day for pulling the plug |
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On my heart won't you give me, give me benefit of the doubt |
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Oh well here we go again acting like old friends |
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It's hard to compromise when love's locked in your eyes |
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Always out to stay then twice as hard to go |
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But what you reap |
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I sew And counting one to ten was easy |
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It's always happening - slowly, surely happening |
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Could have been another way |
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It looked bad from the start |
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Won't you give me, give me benefit of the doubt could have been another day |
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For pulling the plug on my heart |
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Won't you give me, give me benefit of the doubt |
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Won't you give me, give me benefit of the doubt |
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Won't you give me, give me benefit of the doubt could have been another day |
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For pulling the plug on my heart - ouch! |
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Won't you give me, give me benefit of the doubt |
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Could have been another way |
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It looked bad from the start - ouch! |
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Won't you give me, give me benefit of the doubt |
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Could have been another day |
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For pulling the plug on my heart |
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Oh, won't you give. me give me benefit of the doubt |
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Could have been another way |
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It looked bad from the start |
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Won't you give me, give me benefit of the |
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Could have been another day |
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For pulling the plug on my heart |
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Won't you give me, give me benefit of the doubt |
