| I’m just a victim of circumstance
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| A photo with broken glass that you left hang on the wall
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| You tell me that you miss me
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| It means nothing at all
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| And I can’t help but grind my teeth when I see you in the street
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| We know it didn’t work out
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| But you can’t tell me that you want it now
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| And in the summer rain
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| The smell reminds me of the days that we’d get the train
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| But that’s all gone away
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| That’s all gone away
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| Sometimes I wish we could have stayed the same
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| Lying side by side under tin roof rain
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| But things don’t always work out that way
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| I’m just broken glass in your picture frame
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| Broken glass in your picture, glass in your picture frame
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| We broke up 'cause we can’t get along
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| And it’s sad to think I kept holding on
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| To the thought that we’d get better again
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| I hoped that nights away would give us some time to mend
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| But we can’t be together since we’ve fallen apart
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| And I don’t blame you for the things that you aren’t
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| 'Cause in my head I can’t
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| And in the summer rain
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| The smell reminds me of the days that we’d get the train
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| But that’s all gone away
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| That’s all gone away
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| Sometimes I wish we could have stayed the same
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| Lying side by side under tin roof rain
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| But things don’t always work out that way
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| I’m just broken glass in your picture frame
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| Broken glass in your picture, glass in your picture frame
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| And I still feel your summer tears on my empty cheek
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| Week after week
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| And I still feel your summer tears on my empty cheek
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| Week after week
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| And I still feel your summer tears on my empty cheek
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| Week after week
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| But things don’t work out that way
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| I’m just broken glass in your picture frame
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| Broken glass in your picture, glass in your picture frame
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| But things don’t work out that way
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| I’m just broken glass in your picture frame
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| Broken glass in your picture, glass in your picture frame |