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You had your faults, I had mine. Nothing's perfect, is it, baby? |
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If we'd given it the time, could have worked things out, well, maybe |
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Came to thinkin' what the hell |
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Not to dwell up on the problems |
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Our bodies came together well |
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And that was all we cared |
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More and more and more and more |
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More of the people gave up looking for |
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Avenues to happiness. You hear them say |
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"The road to understanding was just too far away." |
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While we watched the little things getting out of all proportion |
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There was so much more at stake, but we paid it no attention |
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I suppose if we had tried |
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We'd have saved the pot from boiling |
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But we went and let it slide |
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Until we lost control |
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And more and more and more and more |
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More of the people gave up looking for |
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Avenues to happiness. You hear them say |
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"The road to understanding was just too far away." |
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What was bad got worse, what was good just got forgotten |
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Could have stopped it there and then, but, girl, we didn't cotton |
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In the end we didn't care |
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All the love flew out the window |
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And I guess, just like you said |
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It all got outta hand |
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And more and more and more and more |
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More of the people gave up looking for |
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Avenues to happiness. You hear them say |
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"The road to understanding was just too far away." |
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More and more and more and more |
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More of the people gave up looking for |
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Avenues to happiness. You hear them say |
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"The road to understanding was just too far away." |
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More and more and more and more |
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More of the people gave up looking for |
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Avenues to happiness. You hear them say... |
