| And now you’re here
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| Still looking inside my mind
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| What a pretty smile
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| And I care for your words
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| So I didn’t see you at all this year
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| But I still think I know you well
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| And it’s not what your mind is saying
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| That I don’t care at all. |
| No
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| But now your fear is in the way and you say
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| Can you really think about it? |
| No
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| And you fall inside your head, in your bed
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| And you never knew about it, no
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| And you wander away
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| Still being quiet. |
| Can you call me?
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| And the words you find
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| Still lying to your heart
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| 'Cause I better be the one with steps for you
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| Do you even care at all?
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| And you made it up just to mess with me
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| Faking the way you fall
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| And the worst will go eventually
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| The lie, you won’t see at all
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| And you come and we’ll make up afterwards, afterwards
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| 'Cause now your fear is in the way and you say
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| Can you really think about it? |
| No
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| And you fall inside your head, in your bed
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| And you never knew about it, no
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| Are you ever gonna stay?
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| I’m holding on
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| Can we talk about it? |
| No
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| And you feel it fade away
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| I’m losing it
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| And I never really cared |