| Sometimes I see the moonstruck madness in your eyes
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| I know if you get loaded you’ll capsize
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| I know it feels like rivers on the rise
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| I know you’re on your way down
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| But it hardly ever matters what you say or what you do
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| Today and to tomorrow beg or borrow, false or true
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| It’s still you
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| Always going to take you back again
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| Never, ever try to redefine a friend
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| And even with your rough side and I’m going to make it last
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| I don’t ask why
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| Sneak another fifty from the bottom draw
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| Put it on the bar for a little more
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| Living on the upside and we’re
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| Going to make it last, just a little more
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| I’ve never seen you work so hard before
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| No one really sees you anymore
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| I know it feels like being washed ashore
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| I know you’re on your way down
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| But it hardly ever matters what you say or what you do
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| Today and to tomorrow beg or borrow, false or true
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| It’s still you
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| Always going to take you back again
|
| Never, ever try to redefine a friend
|
| And even with your rough side and I’m going to make it last
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| I don’t ask why
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| Sneak another fifty from the bottom draw |
| Put it on the bar for a little more
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| Living on the upside and we’re
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| Going to make it last, just a little more
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| If you can see me all the way down here
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| And I can see you all the way down here
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| Always going to take you back again
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| Never, ever try to redefine a friend
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| And even with your rough side and I’m going to make it last
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| I don’t ask why
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| Sneak another fifty from the bottom draw
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| Put it on the bar for a little more
|
| Living on the upside and we’re
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| Going to make it last, just a little more |