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why |
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How many times do I have to try to tell you |
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That I'm sorry for the things I've done |
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But when I start to try to tell you |
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That's when you have to tell me |
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Hey, this kind of trouble's only just begun |
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I tell myself too many times |
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Why don't you ever learn to keep your big mouth shut |
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That's why it hurts so bad to hear the words |
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That keep on falling from your mouth |
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Falling from your mouth |
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Falling from your mouth |
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Tell me |
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Why |
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Let's go down to the water's edge |
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And we can cast away those doubts |
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Some things are better left unsaid |
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But they still turn me inside out |
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Turning inside out turning inside out |
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Tell me |
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Why |
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This is the book I never read |
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These are the words I never said |
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This is the path I'll never tread |
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These are the dreams I'll dream instead |
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This is the joy that's seldom spread |
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These are the tears |
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The tears we shed |
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This is the fear |
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This is the dread |
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These are the contents of my head |
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And these are the years that we have spent |
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And this is what they represent |
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And this is how I feel |
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Do you know how I feel? |
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I don't think you know |
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I don't think you know what I feel |
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I don't think you know what I feel |
