| So your conscience finally hit you
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| And you’re feeling guilty
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| And you’re wishing I was there
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| So you wanna say you’re sorry
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| Well, please forgive me if I’m too gone to care
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| You can take back your goodbyes
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| Wipe off those sad eyes
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| Cause I’ve got some tears of my own
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| Weather man says it’s gonna rain tonight
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| The kind of storm where the basement floods and you lose the lights
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| Should have thought of that before
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| Cause I’m not your blue sky anymore
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| So you heard the pitter-patter of a lost heart beating
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| And learned what it was for
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| So you made a list of shoulders that you’d be needing
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| Well mine aren’t yours anymore
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| Come on show me your temper
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| Be the man I remember
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| So I won’t forget what you’ve done
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| Weather man says it’s gonna rain tonight
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| The kind of storm where the basement floods and you lose the lights
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| Should have thought of that before
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| Cause I’m not your blue sky anymore
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| Don’t wanna be that blue sky
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| I’m not your blue sky anymore |