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I go out alone every Saturday night |
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I come home alone pretending it's alright |
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I still read your books underneath city street lights |
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These sore eyes are such an awful sight |
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I keep looking to the past |
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Trying to find all the reasons why |
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I go out alone every Saturday night |
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I come home alone pretending it's alright |
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I still read your books underneath city street lights |
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These sore eyes are such an awful sight |
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I keep on playing all your songs |
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Hoping to find a simple reason why |
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You come, you go, you're never far away from me |
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You come, you're here, you're in and out of love with me |
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You come, you go, you're never far away from me |
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And so I try to find all the reasons why |
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I keep on playing all your songs |
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Hoping to find all the reasons why |
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I go out alone every Saturday night |
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I come home alone pretending it's alright |
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I still read your books underneath city street lights |
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These sore eyes are such an awful sight |
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These sore eyes are such an awful sight |
