| When I look back at all the times that I somehow let you pass me by
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| I was so convinced that we’d align, so convinced that we’d remain
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| I think a part of me is still so sure, if I somehow found the words
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| I could make it all better, you could call on me because
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| If it’s all bad but you live with it
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| When you know it’s not right, then come home
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| If it’s all bad, if you’re miserable
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| You have me to fall on
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| And now that everything is pulled apart, I can’t help but replay the start
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| If I’d only said a certain thing; |
| if I’d done things differently
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| He picked you up when you were weak enough, gave attention shaped like love
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| Made you almost something, sold you in on giving up
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| If it’s all bad but you live with it
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| When you know it’s not right, then come home
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| If it’s all bad, if you’re miserable
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| You have me to fall on
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| I’m not convinced it’s over, don’t know what else to do
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| I’m not convinced he’s closer
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| That he will ever be the way you thought of me
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| I always thought I would have the advantage
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| That I could take you for granted and still take you far away, make you mine
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| again — make up for all of this
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| I know things never worked out how we planned them
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| Thought the infinite chances had still surrounded me — that you’re bound to me
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| the way I’m bound to you
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| If it’s all bad but you live with it
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| If it’s not right, then come home |