| Take it back to the start
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| No, I can’t tell you apart
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| When we lost one another
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| That’s when I rediscover
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| My memories in the clouds
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| But no feet on the ground
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| 'Cause I know I should forget you
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| Why can’t I just regret you?
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| We were fighting fires every night when you met me
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| And it’s not fair at all, so after everything
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| Why’d you leave me with the good stuff, babe
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| And forget about the mess we made?
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| Oh, I wish that my mouth didn’t smile when I think of you
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| But you left me with the good stuff, babe
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| And I know that it’s a crying shame
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| It’s a million times harder when I don’t hate you
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| Oh, I try to rewind
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| Every scene in my mind
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| And for you, I’ve got tunnel vision
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| And I’ve blocked out every collision
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| And in another life, yeah
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| Do me a favour and try
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| To leave me broken and bitter
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| So moving on’s a little quicker
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| We were fighting fires every night when you met me
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| And it’s not fair at all, so after everything
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| Why’d you leave me with the good stuff, babe
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| And forget about the mess we made?
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| Oh, I wish that my mouth didn’t smile when I think of you
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| But you left me with the good stuff, babe
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| And I know that it’s a crying shame
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| It’s a million times harder when I don’t hate you
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| Let me ask you why
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| I wonder if you’re going through the same as I tonight
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| Why’d you leave me with the good stuff, babe
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| And forget about the mess we made?
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| Oh, I wish that my mouth didn’t smile when I think of you
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| Oh, why’d you leave me with the good stuff, babe
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| And forget about the mess we made?
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| Oh, I wish that my mouth didn’t smile when I think of you
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| But you left me with the good stuff, babe
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| And I know that it’s a crying shame
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| It’s a million times harder when I don’t hate you
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| When I don’t hate you |