| In an empty painted room
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| In a window box for two
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| I spend the lonely days
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| Hoping you’ll come back to stay
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| And thought the cloudy haze of smoke and romance
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| Hope got in my eyes
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| Love had played me Left and made me into nothing at all
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| 'Cause I got all caught up in love
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| I sold my heart all because
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| Thought I never wanted too
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| Love convinced me to change my attitude
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| And I’m living only to say I’m lonely all because of you
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| This feeling is never ending
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| Wanting for you, knowing it’s no use
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| My broken heart won’t be mending
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| Long as you stay so far away
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| I’ll still be the same 'cause
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| So, a writer has his pen, a dog his master
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| Actors have their lines
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| But I have nothing
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| Left of something that I thought was all mine
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| 'Cause I got all caught up in love
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| And I sold my heart all because
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| Oh baby |