| This has been said so many times that I’m not sure if it matters
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| but We never stood a chance
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| And I’m not sure if it matters
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| If you are the shores, I am the waves begging for big moons
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| I’m mailing letters to addresses in a ghost town
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| your secrets’s out
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| I know this hurts, it was meant to Your secret’s out and the best part is it isn’t even a good one
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| And it’s mind over (you don’t) matter
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| This has been said so many times that I’m not sure if it matters
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| But it must be said again that all us boys are just screaming
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| Into microphones for attention
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| Because we’re just so bored
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| We never knew that you would pick it apart, oh
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| I’m falling apart to songs about hips and hearts
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| your secerts’s out
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| I know this hurts, it was meant to Your secret’s out and the best part is it isn’t even a good one
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| And it’s mind over (you don’t) matter
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| I used to obsess over living,
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| Now I only obsess over you
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| Tell me you like boys like me better
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| In the dark lying in on top of you
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| This has been said so many times that I’m not sure if it matters
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| This has been said so many times that I’m not sure if it matters
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| This has been said so many times that I’m not sure if it matters
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| This has been said so many times that I’m not sure if it matters
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| I know this hurts, it was meant to Your secret’s out and the best part is it isn’t even a good one
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| And it’s mind over (you don’t) matter
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| From day one i talked about getting out
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| But not forgeting about
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| How all my worst fears were letting out
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| He said why put a new address on the same old loneliness
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| When breathing just passes the time
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| Until we all just get old and die
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| Now talkings just a waste of breath
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| And livings just a waste of death
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| And why put a new address on the same old loneliness?
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| And this is you and me And me and you
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| Until we’ve got nothing left |