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You shouldn't wait |
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You couldn't walk |
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It wasn't written out in chalk |
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It wasn't fate |
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It's not divine |
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The lacerations in your spine |
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But thats no way an excuse |
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I could have been so much better for you |
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You-o-ou should take it out on me |
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But you won't take it out on me |
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You should hate the water |
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You should hate the world |
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You-o-ou need to cut me out |
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Because I'll only let you down |
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And you deserve attention |
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I can't give you that. |
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I shouldn't feel that every week |
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I'm making promises |
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I can't keep |
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Well that's not fair |
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That's not right |
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Cause you're not sleeping much at night |
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But I'm no good use |
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I should have been so much better for you |
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And all I've done in half a year |
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Is send one letter out of here |
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On your birthday |
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Septembers end |
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And I haven't sent again |
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Because it's no use |
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Because I can't seem to stitch you |
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You-o-ou should take it out on me |
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But you won't take it out on me |
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You should hate the water |
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You should hate the world |
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You-o-ou need to cut me out |
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Because I'll only let you down |
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And you deserve attention |
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I can't give you that. |
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Because I'm no good news (?) |
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I should have been so much better for you |
