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Always |
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Never |
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Only |
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If you say these words we're through |
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'Cause I can't stand being lied to |
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By someone I trust like you |
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She said, "Things are gonna go |
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The way that they're supposed to go." |
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But I say, "No, things are gonna go |
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They're only gonna go." |
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She said, "Things are gonna go |
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The way that they're supposed to go." |
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But I say, "No, things are gonna go |
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They're only gonna go." |
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Change unchanging I can't stop it |
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Moving like it move |
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I'm no stranger to your answer |
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It came and it went it's through |
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Shrinking in the eyes of all that you would leave to fate |
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And sliding down the slippery slope by leaving things to late |
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By leaving things too late |
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She said, "Things are gonna go |
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The way that they're supposed to go." |
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But I say, "No, things are gonna go |
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They're only gonna go." |
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I can't be with someone whose idea of a parade |
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Is to walk through a room and stare at every shiny thing |
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And searches her reflection out in windows on the street |
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And tries to find her face in my eyes when she's looking at me |
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She said, "Things are gonna go |
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The way that they're supposed to go." |
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But I say, "No, things are gonna go |
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They're only gonna go." |
