| Seems like I’ve been here before
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| Just outside some closing door
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| Standing here just searching for a line
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| You’d think by now I’d have it down
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| I know I should be wiser now
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| Cause no one’s gonna bail me out this time cause
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| I’m not gettin any better at goodbyes
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| I’m not any better now than when I first began
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| It hurts every bit as much as it did way back then
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| I suppose I cry a lot
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| The only thing for sure is I’m not gettin' any better at goodbyes
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| Friends will come and friends will go
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| But lovers memories die so slow
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| And they won’t always let you know it’s time
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| But even this shall pass I guess and
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| You’ll be just like all the rest
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| I’ll start dusting off all my best lines cause
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| I’m not gettin' any better at goodbyes |