| Right up to my heart
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| You come in for a while but you don’t stay
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| And I’ve come to realize
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| That your promises are lies
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| To buy you time when you want to get away
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| You must think my heart has swingin' doors
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| The way that you keep comin' back and forth
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| I can feel it’s getting close to closing time
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| And I won’t be leavin' my heart open any more
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| Well, I’ve heard you’re back in town
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| I suppose you’ll come around
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| When nights are cold and friends are hard to find
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| You always seem to wait’Til all the pieces are in place
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| Then you walk back in and rearrange my life
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| You must think my heart has swingin' doors
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| The way that you keep comin' back and forth
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| I can feel it’s getting close to closing time
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| And I won’t be leavin' my heart open any more
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| So if you’re walking down my street just keep on walking by
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| I’m hangin' out a sign sayin' this well has run dry
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| You must think my heart has swingin' doors
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| The way that you keep comin' back and forth
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| I can feel it’s getting close to closing time
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| And I won’t be leavin' my heart open any more |