| Burn it down till the embers smoke on the ground
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| And start new when your heart is an empty room
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| With walls of the deepest blue
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| Home’s face: how it ages when you’re away
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| Spring blooms and you find the love that’s true
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| But you don’t know what now to do Cause the chase is all you know
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| And she stopped running months ago
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| And all you see
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| Is where else you could be When you’re at home
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| Out on the street
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| Are so many possibilities
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| To not be alone
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| The flames and smoke climbed out of every window
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| And disappeared with everything that you held dear
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| And you shed not a single tear for the things that you didn’t need
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| 'Cause you knew you were finally free
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| 'Cause all you see is where else you could be when you’re at home
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| Out on the street are so many possibilities to not be alone
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| And all you see is where else you could be When you’re at home
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| There on the street are so many possibilities to not be alone |