| The traffic light
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| Waits for you to tell me the tale of a shattered life, tonight
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| And I just passed by When you have had the chance to fight
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| Or would you spend your last days alone?
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| Thinking nobody would have cared
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| Or known just look me in the eye
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| And see that it’s a light so you’re telling me This is how you’re going down
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| You thought that I never really wanted you around
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| Well you are way off track to think like that
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| 'Cause now you have taken back, everything that you ever said
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| 'Bout how I’d never want to see you again
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| Well this is what I, what I left behind
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| (What I left behind, what I left behind)
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| I need a change
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| In a minute of my time, did I get your name? |
| (Your name?)
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| Well you say (Well you say)
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| That I haven’t been asked that in years
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| Now I think (Now I think, now I think)
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| The traffic light that stood in the way (The way)
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| So that I can hear what you had to say I’m halfway through your story
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| Can’t help thinking that you’re just like me This is how I’m going down
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| I thought that they never really wanted me around
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| Well I was way off track to think like that
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| 'Cause now I’m taken back, everything that I ever said
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| 'Bout how they’d never want to see me again
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| Well this is what I, what I left behind
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| Forgetting about ourselves
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| Is like history that dust is covering left on the self (On the self)
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| The crosswalks make the way for us to say what we need to say
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| Yeah, this is how you’re going down
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| You thought I’d never really wanted you around
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| Well you were way off track to think like that
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| 'Cause now you have taken back, everything that you ever said
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| 'Bout how I never want to see you again
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| Well this is what I, what I left behind
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| This is how you’re going down
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| This is what I, what I left behind |