| Chloe I miss you every day.
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| And I’m starting to hate the sound of trains.
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| ‘Cause when they show up,
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| They’ll be taking me far away.
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| And I’m sick of telling myself I’m doing the right thing.
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| Please tell me I’m doing the right thing.
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| ‘Cause I can fuck this up,
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| If you let me,
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| Yeah I will fuck this up,
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| You need to tell me.
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| I know when I come home to you,
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| I’m never really there.
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| Home is something,
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| I’ll never understand.
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| And the road takes up a part of me,
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| I’ll never learn to share.
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| I fell the distance,
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| Grow further every year.
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| We knew we couldn’t make it from the start,
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| And if it wasn’t for my mistakes it wouldn’t be so hard.
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| Please tell me,
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| You’ll be there when I get home,
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| ‘Cause if you’re not there,
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| Everything I love is gone.
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| We’ve come so far,
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| But I really made a mess of us,
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| But seeing you on the platform makes it worth,
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| Another month.
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| And I’m so sorry for making you fall in love with me.
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| I’m not everything you wanted, but you’re everything I need. |