| Sometimes I wonder where our lives go
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| And question who we used to be
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| Sometimes I feel like I’m the oxygen between
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| The cigarette and gasoline
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| I can’t sleep cause what if I dream
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| Of going back to San Diego
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| We bought a one way ticket so we could go see the Cure
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| And listen to our favorite songs in the parking lot
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| And think of every person I ever lost in San Diego
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| To San Diego
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| Can’t go back to San Diego, can’t go back to San Diego
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| Abandoned houses with the lights on (whoa)
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| Late at night I call your name (whoa)
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| Abandoned love songs smashed across the hardwood floors
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| I read the sadness on your face
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| I can’t sleep cause what if I dream
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| Of going back to San Diego
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| We bought a one way ticket so we could go see the Cure
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| And listen to our favorite songs in the parking lot
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| And think of every person I ever lost in San Diego
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| To San Diego
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| Can’t go back to San Diego, can’t go back to San Diego
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| I never needed to hear all of the pain and the fear
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| Your secrets filled up my ears like the ocean blue
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| I never wanted to know how deep these cuts on you go
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| And like a river, they flow to the ocean blue
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| Ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh
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| Ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh…
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| Going back to San Diego
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| We bought a one way ticket, so we could go see the Cure
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| And listen to our favorite songs in the parking lot
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| And think of every person I ever lost in San Diego
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| San Diego, to San Diego
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| Can’t go back to San Diego, San Diego, can’t go back to San Diego |