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I almost closed the door |
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Canceled on everything we opened up for |
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Tonight the shadows had their say |
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Their sad notions of the way |
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Things really are, damn these blues |
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They'd turn my heart against you |
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Since I was fool enough to find romance |
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I'm trying to convince myself, this is just a dance |
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We move in measures through loves' changing faces |
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Needy and nonchalant, greedy and gracious |
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Through petty dismissals and grand embraces |
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Like it was only a dance |
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We are survivors |
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Some get broken, some get mended |
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Some can't surrender, they're too well defended |
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Some get lucky, some are blessed |
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And some pretend, this is only a dance |
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We're dancing fools, you and me |
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Tonight it's a dance of insecurity |
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It's my solo while you're away |
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And shadows have the saddest thing to say |
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Love, we can't live without it |
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Why do we go out and get it |
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Just to turn around and doubt it? |
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Like we're scared to care |
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It's hard to talk about it, aw, it's only a dance |
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Tonight the shadows had their say |
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There's a sucker born a day, I heard them say |
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Born to lose, am I a sucker to love you? |
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You're such a sweet love |
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You're a proud man, you're a treasure |
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Time passes gracefully |
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Living can be such a pleasure |
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You make it easy to take it in measures |
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Like it was only a dance |
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We're dancing fools, you and me |
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Tonight it's a dance of insecurity |
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It's my solo, blue way |
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Shadows have the saddest things to say |
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We are survivors |
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Some get broken, some get mended |
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Some can't surrender, they're too well defended |
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Some get lucky, some are blessed |
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And some pretend, this is only a dance |