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coldest nights are on my mind |
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seems to me you're letting go |
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see it my way |
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i'm out on the line |
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you know you're wrong this time |
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but try, try, oh try |
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don't tell me lies |
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for once, tell me what's on your mind |
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open your eyes |
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and don't be such a saint |
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don't be such a saint |
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and it's hard on ?? |
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when you're this far away |
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seems this road never ends |
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and i'm calling you from this old dark highway |
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but the phone just rings this time |
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why, why, oh why |
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don't tell me lies |
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for once, tell me what's on your mind |
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open your eyes |
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and don't be such a saint |
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don't be such a saint. |
