| We used to be perfect
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| Made it all worth it Quitting school forget the rules
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| It never meant that much to me But now we never get along
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| Stupid fights and arguments
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| They’re about nothing at all
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| Dillusions of how it used to be Now it’s changed spent my days
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| Thinking about all the days
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| We said we’d make our way back home
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| We’d never be alone
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| But whenever you’re around
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| We always seem to have the best times
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| And I’m waiting for the sound of another fight gone down
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| But I know that things will never change
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| Explosions on the line
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| Why do we do this everytime
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| You know I won’t pick up the phone
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| All you’ll hear is your own dial tone
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| We’ll make our way back home
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| We’ll never be alone
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| But whenever you’re around
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| We always seem to have the best times
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| And I’m waiting for the sound of another fight gone down
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| But I know that things will never change
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| We swore we’d make our way back home
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| We swore we’d make our way back home
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| But whenever you’re around
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| We always seem to have the best times
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| And I’m waiting for the sound of another fight gone down |
| But I know that things will never change |