| 2 AM and she calls me 'cause I’m still awake,
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| «Can you help me unravel my latest mistake?,
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| I don’t love him. |
| Winter just wasn’t my season»
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| Yeah we walk through the doors, so accusing their eyes
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| Like they have any right at all to criticize,
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| Hypocrites. |
| You’re all here for the very same reason
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| 'Cause you can’t jump the track, we’re like cars on a cable
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| And life’s like an hourglass, glued to the table
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| No one can find the rewind button, girl.
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| So cradle your head in your hands
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| And breathe… just breathe,
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| Oh breathe, just breathe
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| May he turn 21 on the base at Fort Bliss
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| «Just a day"he said down to the flask in his fist,
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| «Ain't been sober, since maybe October of last year.»
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| Here in town you can tell he’s been down for a while,
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| But, my God, it’s so beautiful when the boy smiles,
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| Wanna hold him. |
| Maybe I’ll just sing about it.
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| Cause you can’t jump the track, we’re like cars on a cable,
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| And life’s like an hourglass, glued to the table.
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| No one can find the rewind button, boys,
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| So cradle your head in your hands,
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| And breathe… just breathe,
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| Oh breathe, just breathe
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| There’s a light at each end of this tunnel,
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| You shout 'cause you’re just as far in as you’ll ever be out
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| And these mistakes you’ve made, you’ll just make them again
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| If you only try turning around.
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| 2 AM and I’m still awake, writing a song
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| If I get it all down on paper, it’s no longer inside of me,
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| Threatening the life it belongs to And I feel like I’m naked in front of the crowd
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| Cause these words are my diary, screaming out loud
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| And I know that you’ll use them, however you want to But you can’t jump the track, we’re like cars on a cable,
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| And life’s like an hourglass, glued to the table
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| No one can find the rewind button now
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| Sing it if you understand.
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| and breathe, just breathe
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| woah breathe, just breathe,
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| Oh breathe, just breathe,
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| Oh breathe, just breathe. |