(Stephanie Davis, Don Schlitz)

I burned my hand,
I cut my face,
heaven knows how long it's been.
Since I've felt
so out of place,
I'm wonderin' if I'll fit in.
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Debbie and Charlie
said they'd be here by nine
and Deb said she might bring a friend.
Just my luck,
they're right on time
so here I go again.
I'm gonna smile my best smile
and I'm gonna laugh
like it's going out of style.
Look into her eyes
and pray that she don't see
that learning to live again
is killing me.
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Little cafe,
table for four
but there's just conversation for three.
I like the way she let me get the door,
I wonder what she thinks of me.
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Debbie just whispered :
" You're doin' fine
and I wish that I felt the same."
She's asked me to dance,
now her hand's in mine.
Oh, my god, I've forgotten her name.
But I'm gonna smile my best smile
and I'm gonna laugh
like it's going out of style.
Look into her eyes
and pray that she don't see.
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That learning to live again
is killing me.
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Now here we are
beneath her porch light.
And I say :
" What a great time it's been ! "
A kiss on the cheek,
a whisper goodnight.
And I say :
" Can I see you again ? "
She just smiles
her best smile
and she laughs
like it's going out of style.
Looks into my eyes and says :
" We'll see ! "
Oh ! This learning to live again
is killing me.
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God, this learning to live again
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is killing me !
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