| This time maybe this time
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| Maybe this time they’ll all know my name
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| This time after all of this time
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| After this time things won’t be the same
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| And I’m sure you won’t understand
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| And my friends are the ones always being dishonest
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| So I just learn ways to go on living without them
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| They tell me over, over, and over
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| They want closer and closer
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| I’m leaving soon
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| This time maybe this time
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| Maybe this time they’ll all know my name
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| This time after all of this time
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| After this time things won’t be the same
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| And I’m sure you won’t understand
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| I offered what was left of me And I know the things they say
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| Give me real or make me feel
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| Give me real or make me…
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| The positive and the negative of being alone
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| When words are spoken
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| Where will you be And when I’m down and broken
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| Where will you be If I reach my hand for you
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| Where will you be
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| I’ll find you hidden in old photography
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| This time maybe this time
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| Maybe this time they’ll all know my name
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| This time after all of this time
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| After this time things won’t be the same
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| And I’m sure you won’t understand |