| We’re driving slow through the snow on Fifth Avenue
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| And right now radio’s all that we can hear
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| Now we ain’t talked since we left, it’s so overdue
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| It’s cold outside but between us it’s worse in here
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| The world slows down
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| But my heart beats fast right now
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| I know this is the part
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| Where the end starts
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| I can’t take it any longer
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| Thought that we were stronger
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| All we do is linger
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| Slipping through our fingers
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| I don’t wanna try now
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| All that’s left’s goodbye
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| To find a way that I can tell you
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| I hate this part right here
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| I hate this part right here
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| I just can’t take your tears
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| I hate this part right here
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| Everyday, seven takes of the same old scene
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| Seems we’re bound by the laws of the same routine
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| Gotta talk to you now 'fore we go to sleep
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| But will we sleep once I tell you it’s hurting me
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| The world slows down
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| But my heart beats fast right now
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| I know this is the part
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| Where the end starts
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| I can’t take it any longer
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| Thought that we were stronger
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| All we do is linger
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| Slipping through our fingers
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| I don’t wanna try now
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| All that’s left’s goodbye
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| To find a way that I can tell you
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| I hate this part right here
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| I hate this part right here
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| I just can’t take your tears
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| I hate this part right here
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| I know you’ll ask me to hold on
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| And carry on like nothing’s wrong
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| But there is no more time for lies
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| 'Cause I see sunset in your eyes
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| I can’t take it any longer
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| Thought that we were stronger
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| All we do is linger
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| Slipping through our fingers
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| I don’t wanna try now
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| All that’s left’s goodbye
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| To find a way that I can tell you
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| That I gotta do it,
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| I gotta do it,
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| I gotta do it
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| I hate this part
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| I gotta do it,
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| I gotta do it,
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| I gotta do it
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| I hate this part right here
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| And I just can’t take these tears
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| I hate this part right here |