| Monday morning waking up still too numb to think
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| Another night just staring at the wall
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| Last night’s conversation knocked me off my feet
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| I guess today I fall
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| I wish that we could find a way to look the other way
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| Be careful of the things we do and watch the things we say
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| And maybe then we’d get somewhere we’ve never been before
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| Oh, what’s the use of fighting when you know you’ve lost the war?
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| Walk the streets of New Orleans, shirt soaked to my skin
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| Through the mess of yesterday’s parade
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| A thousand times a day, I think of calling you again
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| Come to my senses instead
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| And everytime we walk away we lose a little time
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| Pretending to each other now that everything is fine
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| I know whatever lies I use to get myself to sleep
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| I wake up to the promises I know we couldn’t keep
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| Say you don’t see what’s wrong
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| Every night lasts too long
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| So long I know, I do
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| You’re already gone
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| Ooh
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| I wonder should I get up, I would but what’s the point?
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| Oh, when something’s gone it’s gone for good
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| Maybe I could look away back to where we used to be
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| One more time, I wish I could
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| Oh, nevermind the reasons, that tore us all apart
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| We’ve both done things I know we can’t defend
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| What’s the use in tracing it all back to the start?
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| There’s something missing in the air
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| I wish that we could find a way to look the other way
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| Be careful of the things we do and everything we say
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| And maybe then we’d get somewhere we’ve never been before
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| Oh what’s the use of fighting when you know you’ve lost the war
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| Say you don’t see what’s wrong
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| Every night lasts too long
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| So long I know, I do
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| You’re already gone
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| Oh I know, I do
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| You’re already gone
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| Ooooh |