| She came in and she told me
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| She said: «I'm leaving you.»
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| I said: «Oh, you are?»
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| Well let me tell you something:
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| If you leave, I suggest you stay gone
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| And I mean stay gone forever, you hear me?
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| Ever!"
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| So she left, and then I missed her
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| I’m not gonna go into why mister
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| But there’s one particular thing that she used to do late at night
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| I miss that especially
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| I can count off, I suppose a thousand things I missed
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| But I don’t wanna go into it right now
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| No, I don’t want to count
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| One, two. |
| One, two, three, four
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| Another day
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| I spend alone
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| Here lately
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| I cry and moan
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| But she’ll remember
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| Yea she’ll remember
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| Early mornin’s
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| I just suffer through
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| Since feelin' empty’s
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| What I’m bound to do
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| But she’ll remember
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| Yea, ah she’ll remember
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| When every choice filled with regret
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| Even though they haven’t yet
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| Make her thoughts surrender
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| Then she’ll remember
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| Late afternoon
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| I curl up tight
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| To fight back tears
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| I shed all night
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| But she’ll remember
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| Yea she’ll remember
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| Be no debatin' right or wrong
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| It’s just a matter of how long
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| Those lies defend her
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| Then she’ll remember
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| She’ll try she’ll try
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| But there won’t be
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| No more escape
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| From her own lonely memories
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| Mine may be
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| The only scars that show
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| From every break
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| One heart could know
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| But she’ll remember
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| Yea she’ll remember
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| Once all that’s left is what’s been used
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| And any chance to hide from the truth
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| Keeps gettin' slimmer
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| Then she’ll remember
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| So one more day
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| I’ll spend alone
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| Like every other
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| I cry and moan
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| But she’ll remember
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| Yea, oh she’ll remember
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| The early mornin’s
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| Late afternoons
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| Each empty night
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| I’m still sufferin' through
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| But she’ll remember
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| Yea she’ll remember
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| When every choice filled with regret
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| Even though they haven’t yet
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| Make her thoughts surrender
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| Then she’ll remember
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| She’ll remember
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| She’ll remember
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| Yeah yeah, remember
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| Whoa, she’ll remember
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| She’ll remember
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| She’ll remember
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| She’ll remember
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| Then she’ll remember
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| Then she’ll remember
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| When every choice filled with regret
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| Even though they haven’t yet
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| Make her thoughts surrender
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| Then she’ll remember |