| You should’ve kept the diamond ring, I gave it to you for free
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| Now I don’t need no souvenirs after what you’ve done to me
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| It’s just a little old shiny stone, but it sure does slow me down
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| So I’m gonna throw it off the nearest bridge and then I’ll leave this town
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| There’s nothing left of this love affair, that I really need
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| I guess I’ll throw out everything except your memory
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| 'Cause I can drive this beat-up truck from here to Timbuktu
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| Lay down flat on a bed of nails and I’d still dream of you
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| 'Cause I can run from your memory but I can’t hide
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| Can’t drown it down by the river side
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| The further I go, the harder we collide
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| I can run from your memory but I can’t hide
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| Well I have hallucinations, they hit me from the blue
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| Where you’ve still got your diamond ring, and I’ve still got you
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| I might as well just give it up, 'cause the damage has been done
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| You’d drive me crazy anyway, if I stay or if I run
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| 'Cause I can run from your memory but I can’t hide
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| Can’t drown it down by the river side
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| The further I go, the harder we collide
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| I can run from your memory but I can’t hide
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| I can run from your memory but I can’t hide |