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I was on the sidewalk |
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As you walked away |
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I fell from your pocket |
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As you made your escape |
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I was on the staircase |
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As you ran for the train |
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Like the keys on the nightstand |
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By a bed left unmade |
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Like all the things that are left behind |
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Yeah it hurts for a while but then you find |
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Some days it's just better to feel dead inside |
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Until that day |
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You want to love again |
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I wanted to tell you |
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I could see all along |
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You pretending to forget |
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While you're out on the town |
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So I sat in half knowing |
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And I try to forget |
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The last time you wanted me |
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And I lay in your bed |
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Like all the things that are left behind |
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Yeah it hurts for a while but then you find |
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Some days it's just better to feel dead inside |
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Until that day |
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You want to love again |
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So it's the little things |
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That cut us so deep |
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Some things can't be replaced |
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Most just come and go |
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Do you remember |
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When I was the one |
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Not tossed in a corner |
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Forgotten and gone |
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Like all the things that are left behind |
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Yeah it hurts for a while but then you find |
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Some days it's just better to feel dead inside |
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Until that day |
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You want to love again |
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Until that day |
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You want to love again |
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You want to love again |
