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He always gets so mad things you laugh at. |
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"Don't get so worked up." you'd say. |
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But on the back deck you admit that you haven't felt much |
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Like laughing lately anyway. |
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And so I say, "that could change." |
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I noticed how you waste no time making your way across the room. |
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You leave a wake of tongues still waving after you. |
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And it isn't no coincidence where you finally choose to stand. |
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I guess soon you will be leaving your man. |
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It's a sweet smile and then a denial. |
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Hey, you are just trying to be nice. |
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But there is a meaning to every fleeting action you unconsciously decide. |
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The clocks they chime. Now it's time. |
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I know you try and play it cool but there are |
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some thoughts you just can't hide. |
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Only in your closest friends do you confide. |
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The way you say you'll be seeing me. |
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Oh like it's so offhand. |
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I guess soon you will be leaving your man. |
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You stare at me so boldly now. |
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You have no lack of confidence. |
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It's just those lessons on sublety you missed. |
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I know you dream of saving me. |
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Like I'm some plane that you could land. |
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But when you fly you'll be leaving your man. |
