| He always gets so mad things you laugh at
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| «Don't get so worked up.» |
| you’d say
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| But on the back deck you admit that you haven’t felt much
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| Like laughing lately anyway
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| And so I say, «that could change.»
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| I noticed how you waste no time making your way across the room
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| You leave a wake of tongues still waving after you
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| And it isn’t no coincidence where you finally choose to stand
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| I guess soon you will be leaving your man
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| It’s a sweet smile and then a denial
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| Hey, you are just trying to be nice
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| But there is a meaning to every fleeting action you unconsciously decide
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| The clocks they chime. |
| Now it’s time
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| I know you try and play it cool but there are
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| Some thoughts you just can’t hide
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| Only in your closest friends do you confide
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| The way you say you’ll be seeing me
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| Oh like it’s so offhand
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| I guess soon you will be leaving your man
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| You stare at me so boldly now
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| You have no lack of confidence
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| It’s just those lessons on sublety you missed
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| I know you dream of saving me
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| Like I’m some plane that you could land
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| But when you fly you’ll be leaving your man |