| Wounded, they say you got wounded
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| Say you’re still haunted
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| Haunted by all this
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| Deep there, somewhere down deep there
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| It can still overbear
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| In ways so discreet
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| But there’s one thing I’ll point out you’ll see
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| And I hope that you’ll find these words comforting
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| When the light settles down here in Honest Town you’ll see
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| There’s still something between you and me
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| And when we turn on our ways back to honest days you’ll find
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| There’s still something between you and me
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| Feel it, I know you still feel it
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| Must I repeat it again
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| Til the healing is over
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| Cause when the light settles down here in Honest Town you’ll see
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| There’s still something between you and me
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| And when we turn on our ways back to honest days you’ll find
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| There’s still something between you and me
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| Something, still something
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| Something between, still something between you and me
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| Something, still something
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| Something between you and me
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| Something, still something
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| Something between you and me |