| Stop before you get my started
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| Maybe I’ll just go
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| I’m not exactly broken hearted
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| But I think you already know
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| That there’s more to the story that I’m givin’up
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| Maybe I should just grow up There’s a picture of a girl somewhere
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| That fits this empty frame
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| And there’s a song here somewhere with a happier refrain
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| It came to me, I think they call it an epiphany
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| Man that’s a big word
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| All I ever wanted was a little extra ordinary
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| Somewhat somewhat documented
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| And depicted in this book of memories
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| That’s as empty as a broken glass,
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| Or a gas tank in my car
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| If you can hear me now,
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| Come out, come out, wherever you are
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| I try so hard not to remember
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| I wish I could forget
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| The thoughts of you in syndication
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| Just like the time I met Joan Jett
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| At a Grammy party on a Saturday night
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| After you and me had a big fight
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| There’s a picture of a boy somewhere that fits your empty frame
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| I tried switching the station,
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| But the song stays the same
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| It came to me, think they call it an epiphany
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| That line was lame
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| All I ever wanted was a little extra ordinary
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| Somewhat somewhat documented
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| And depicted in this book of memories
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| That’s as empty as a broken glass
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| Or a gas tank in my car
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| If you can hear me now,
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| Come out, come out, wherever you are
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| Are you still at home?
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| Or did you go to Rome?
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| I swear I think I saw you on some Italian movie
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| Showing on the plane
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| I couldn’t read your name
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| Subtitles don’t work on the credits,
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| Man that’s a shame
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| And it’s a shame 'bout me and you
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| No one to blame but, you
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| All I ever wanted was a little extra ordinary
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| Somewhat somewhat documented
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| And depicted in this book of memories
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| That’s as empty as a broken glass
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| Or a gas tank in my car
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| If you can hear me now,
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| If you can hear me now,
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| If you can hear me now,
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| Come out, come out, wherever you are
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| Wherever you are
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| I think they call it an epiphany |