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I got in way over my head and deep into something |
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You got away with the words and left me with nothing |
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What could I say? What could I do? |
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I fall to pieces over the truth |
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I've been a mess, lousy at best |
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Hard in the head, hole in the chest |
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Now everything seems somewhere in between |
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Awake and a dream |
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The good and the bad, whatever we had |
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Are just memories |
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How long will this last? Stuck in the past |
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Making excuses, too proud to ask |
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Why can't I manage? It doesn't seem right |
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Carrying baggage ain't traveling light |
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And if there is an upside |
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To getting this let down |
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You can't get any lower |
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When you're already on the ground |
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Looking forward to not looking back |
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Ahead is much better |
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The look on my face has nothing to do |
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With you whatsoever |
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I'm getting by, I'm doing fine |
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Most of these days you don't cross my mind |
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Whenever you do, I don't lose my head |
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I don't fall to pieces, and I don't regret |
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And if there is an upside |
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To getting this let down |
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You can't get any lower |
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When you're already on the ground |
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Crying in the gutter is a good way to drown |
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No one wants to fall and not make a sound |
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Lying to yourself makes you look like a clown |
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And if there is an upside |
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To getting this let down |
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You can't get any lower |
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When you're already on the ground |
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Crying in the gutter is a good way to drown |
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No one wants to fall and not make a sound |
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Lying to yourself makes you look like a clown |
|
Crying in the gutter is a good way to drown |
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No one wants to fall and not make a sound |
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Lying to yourself makes you look like a clown |
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Crying in the gutter is a good way to drown |
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No one wants to fall and not make a sound |
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Lying to yourself makes you look like a clown |
