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Oh, that was such a short goodbye |
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Never get to say exactly what I want in front of you |
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I always fall apart at the worst thoughts of crashing down |
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I know you know this isn't what you signed up for |
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I'll never let this go |
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I'm in a different state every night |
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We're kept together |
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By highways and telephone lines |
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I'll never let this go |
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I'm in a different state every night |
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We're kept together |
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By highways and telephone lines |
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The mile markers help me countdown |
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The next time I'll be around |
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The only thing I'll leave my own |
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Is fallen leaves covering the ground |
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And I'll tell the sheriff your complexion |
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I hope you know I was waiting for |
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I'll never let this go |
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I'm in a different state every night |
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We're kept together |
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By highways and telephone lines |
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I'll never let this go |
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I'm in a different state every night |
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We're kept together |
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By highways and telephone lines |
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A long road, I've seen it all |
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Never wanting to look back |
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This long road, I've spent so much time |
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I'm glad you're willing to waiting for me |
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'Cause I'll never let this go |
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I'm in a different state every night |
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We're kept together |
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By highways and telephone lines |
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I'll never let this go, go |
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I'm in a different state every night |
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We're kept together |
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By highways and telephone lines |