| No one knows me like i know me No one knows you like you know you
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| So what can you say to make me feel better
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| Just what can be said, i’ve heard it all before
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| Come inside now let’s wait out the weather
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| The snow on the window seems to slow you down
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| So you hold to the healing is the bitter man still there
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| Will the vicious circle spin us round again
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| So what can you say to make me feel better
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| Just what can be said i’ve heard it all before
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| Pass in the stairway, never read the letter
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| Why get out of bed, no one’s at the door
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| You have this way
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| Just what can i say
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| To make your day
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| And when it rears a head and it hurts inside
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| What can a fool provide, show his selfish side
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| On into what could become, a mutual feeling
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| And on this day i’m sure that pride will rest
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| No one knows me like i know me No one knows you like you know you
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| So what can you say to make me feel better
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| Just what can be said i’ve heard it all before
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| Pass in the stairway, i never read the letter
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| Why get out of bed no one’s at the door
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| You have this way
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| Just what can i say
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| To make your day |