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So stop me if you've heard this one before. |
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I'm walking out the door, I'm done. |
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Cause this counterfeit love that we've been served is like a band-aid for cancer, it won't stop. |
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How long can we survive on chocolates and movie lines? |
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A better love, a better love I see. |
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Stop telling me that everything is fine. |
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I see straight through the lies that we're told. |
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Cause the love we've seen is tired and abused; it's made us all confused dust for gold. |
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How long can we get by with breakups and sad headlines? |
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And in the middle of the night, I try and try to fight the taste of the world gone bitter. |
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But somewhere out in the streets, there's a melody that speaks hope for something bigger. |
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So don't you try and talk me down this time. |
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There's something more refine out there. |