| Here I am waking up, still can’t sleep on your side
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| There’s your coffee cup, the lipstick stain fades with time
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| If I can dream long enough, you’d tell me I’d be just fine
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| I’ll be just fine
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| So I drown it out like I always do
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| Dancing through our house with the ghost of you
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| And I chase it down, with this shot of truth
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| Dancing through our house with the ghost of you
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| Cleaning up today, found that old Zeppelin shirt
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| You wore when you ran away, and no one could feel your hurt
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| We’re too young, too dumb, to know things like love
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| But I know better now, better now
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| So I drown it out like I always do
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| Dancing through our house with the ghost of you
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| And I chase it down, with this shot of truth
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| Dancing through our house with the ghost of you
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| Too young, too dumb
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| To know things like love
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| Too young, too dumb
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| So I drown it out like I always do
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| Dancing through our house with the ghost of you
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| And I chase it down, with this shot of truth
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| That my feet don’t dance like they did with you |