| London fog and blues but just a tablespoon
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| Solvin' mysteries of miss inevitable you
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| With boys to go around, one has to wonder
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| Where she’s disappearing to outside of the cluttered conundrums
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| Resist the urge not to go searching on for you
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| When there’s terror in the thought she’s found with another
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| Dearest shrouded in attitude
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| Bet I’ll trade you for an aching tooth
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| If it’s something that you didn’t want to do
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| I saw you clenched to a sleeve in a monumental twirl
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| I saw your favorite movie in your eyes before he leaves
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| I guess he’s done it for you, I guess he’s done it for me
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| I guess he’s done it for you, I guess he’s done it for me
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| Disheartened in the matter, he just seems too good to be true
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| Congratulations, ignore my arbitrary conclusions
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| Oh, but what’re you missing 'cause you swear her smile looks just alike
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| From when it was yours
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| You thought it’d all be paradise
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| So you’ll rummage through the rubble of your broken heart
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| You think she’ll think of you; |
| she won’t
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| She’ll set the game up but then you’re forced to play alone
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| You read it on a farewell report a waving arm you’ll have to start again
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| Start again
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| I saw you clenched to a sleeve in a monumental twirl
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| I saw your favorite movie in your eyes before he leaves
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| I guess he’s done it for you, I guess he’s done it for me
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| I guess he’s done it for you, I guess he’s done it for me
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| I guess he’s done it for you, I guess he’s done it for me |