I who looked for you a bit for fun
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And then I found you downstairs one day
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You never even asked me for a photo
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But I stole a couple from you and you don't know it
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And I told you everything about me
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And I swear it's not like me
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You said: "What's the problem?"
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And we stayed like that
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Together for the whole weekend
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By car until three
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Without problems
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Problems, problems, problems
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But did you know, did you know that
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Then all of a sudden you said to me: "I don't know"
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Too many things about you that I don't have
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Reverse, you did "skrrt", around the front
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Maybe it's better not to see each other anymore
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And you said to me: "You knew", but no
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From the way you wrote it was not a "no"
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You haven't been so well in a while
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And I don't know if you were sincere but I know
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When you see me
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You see me, you see me, you see me
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You don't go away anymore
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Now that they're talking about me
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Who knows if you still talk about us
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You in the crowd and me in this private room
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I find an excuse to go outside
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And I talk, I drink, I smoke, oh
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I dance behind the console
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I look if I see you, no
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You pass and I turn around
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Behind the front
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Behind the front
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Behind the front
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Behind the front
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Behind the front
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Behind the front
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Behind the front
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Behind the front
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I who speak to you, you who smile at me
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Let's leave another discussion in the middle
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Up and down in traffic, endless spins
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Never knowing where to go
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I told you: "You talk too much about us, you live"
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But you preferred to run away
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You always said: "You don't trust me"
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But there is only you now in this club
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If you pass I turn my head
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I pretend I don't care
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Baby, you are so perfect
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But not all that different, oh
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Now that we haven't talked in a while
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I think of you and stop
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I follow you and I lose you
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I write to you and delete
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I turn around
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Now that they're talking about me
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Who knows if you still talk about us
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You in the crowd and me in this private room
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I find an excuse to go outside
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And I talk, I drink, I smoke, oh
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I dance behind the console
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I look if I see you, no
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You pass and I turn around
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Behind the front
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Behind the front
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Behind the front
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Behind the front
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Behind the front
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Behind the front
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Behind the front
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Behind the front |