| April days seem far away
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| Hanging out, all over town
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| We made plans for a life of plans
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| Seems over now with this darkened cloud
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| This silence stretches miles
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| And there’s no way that we’re ever recovering the violence of denial
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| It’s over put the gun away tonight
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| For 90 days I kept away
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| Writing down and not reaching out
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| Your angry texts, and who knows what’s next
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| They’ve done the job, as I’m finding out
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| This silence stretches miles
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| And there’s no way that we’re ever recovering the violence of denial
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| It’s over put the gun away
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| It’s over put the gun away tonight Fooled me once and I forgave you We picked
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| up where we started
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| Fooled me twice, no make that three times
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| This time I’ll stay more guarded
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| This silence, day and night Now that it’s over, it’s alright You go your way,
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| I’ll go mine
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| It’s over put the gun away tonight
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| This silence stretches miles
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| And there’s no way that we’re ever recovering the violence of denial
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| It’s over put the gun away it’s over put the gun away
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| There’s no more guilt from me tonight |