| I picked the right one
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| You picked the wrong one
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| Days of confessing
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| Nights spent obsessing
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| Recently I’ve been walking home
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| And take the long way through the rain
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| Sit in the cafe, the cinema
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| I watch the people making out
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| I’m lost I know it, I’m waiting for
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| Some kind of message, some kind of break
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| They say, good things happen if you wait
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| I get the river of tears to cross
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| I once was a butterfly
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| Me and him were the girl and guy
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| You’d wanna be with, a lot of fun
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| Can you believe it all went wrong?
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| I picked the right one
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| You picked the wrong one
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| Days of confessing
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| Nights spent obsessing
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| Woo!
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| Where did all the people go (Where did they go?)
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| 'Cause when you break that’s when you know (Whoa, whoa)
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| Who’s on your side and who’s with him
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| And all the rubbish that’s in between
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| I didn’t mean to make me cry
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| You took the love and let it die
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| There’s a place where love remains
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| I’m gonna find it and there I’ll stay
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| There I’m gonna stay
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| The little dried up streams on my face are
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| Painting a horrow show
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| Just between myself and the mirror
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| I am a lonely soul
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| Oh but I try to overcome
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| Oh and I’m feeling numb
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| I listen to my friends' advice but it all falls flat
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| When I finally see her with him
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| That’s when I know
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| Oh, I should let it go
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| Let it go
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| Let it go
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| Let it go
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| I need something to make this right
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| I’m out of faith, I’m out of life
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| I join a lonely hearts' club band
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| Banging the drum for a different guy
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| But listen to me — what a drag!
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| This kinda thing’s just not my bag
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| They wanted me to be a king
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| They brought me up to fight and win |