| Chain smoking cigarettes
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| Enemies across the table
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| Wonderin' if I can ever trust anyone again
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| We argue through the night
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| The restaurant shuts, you catch your flight
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| I hail a cab with no idea where home might be
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| (Chorus)
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| We both believed my chance was gone
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| But ain’t it strange how life goes on A storm can never rage forever
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| And darkness only lasts 'til dawn
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| Hotel blinds stay down
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| Nothing seems to make me care
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| I can’t find a reason to comb my hair
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| Folks walkin' in the street
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| Everyone has something to do My brain won’t stop showin' those old movies of you
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| Weeks pass,
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| And your voice sounds strange on the telephone
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| Strange how smooth and casual my own voice sounds
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| I find that I’m listening to A tuen coming over my radio
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| It makes me think of a guy I knew a while ago
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| A while ago a while ago |