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You throw me that look again |
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we both know what it means |
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packing bags and tying up loose ends |
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lettin' go of busted dreams |
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Silence fills the room tonight |
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You've never been this cold |
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To leave me sliding down your icy look |
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With nowhere to grab a hold |
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CHORUS |
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I know it's hard to know the truth |
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So we live with points of view |
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I'm counting on my lucky stars |
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I used to count on you |
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Everything you do to me |
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I've done to you before |
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There's beauty in the symmetry |
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Of evening the score |
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CHORUS |
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I know it's hard to know the truth |
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So we live with points of view |
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I'm counting on my lucky stars |
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I used to count on you |
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I know it's hard to know the truth |
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So we live with points of view |
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I'm counting on my lucky stars |
