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Postcards on the floor |
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But this pen can't write loneliness no more. |
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Waking up all alone |
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On the opposite side of the coast. |
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I'm committed to insecurity and you. |
| [00:37.24] |
And love is overrated. |
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It leaves you devistated heart ripped in two |
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Roadside state of mind |
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Boulevard of broken dreams washed out this time |
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After time I was lost and looking |
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But knew I'd never find |
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What is mine in a world that's so unkind. |
| [01:36.53] |
And love is overrated. |
| [01:40.15] |
It leaves you devistated. |
| [01:44.01] |
The only things I know are |
| [01:46.64] |
Road signs and rock songs and lonely hotel rooms. |
| [01:50.99] |
But still I need you here, what's new? |
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It's 6 am. Las vegas doesn't look so cool |
| [02:01.26] |
Once the sun comes up. |
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I draw the blinds and I dream of you. |
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I'm committed to all these memories of you. |
| [02:19.22] |
And love is overrated. |
| [02:22.64] |
It leaves you devistated. |
| [02:26.72] |
Love is overrated. |
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