| It’s over when it’s over
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| Ain’t it, baby, ain’t it?
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| Rips ya like a dagger,
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| Can’t it baby, Can’t it
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| Wish we could do it over
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| Damn it, baby, Damn it
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| We had it in the air, we just couldn’t land it
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| It’s the first snap of the last straw,
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| Where regrets outlast the alcohol
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| It’s a cold sweat, in an empty bed,
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| And dreams are like a knife,
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| When you’re hanging by a thread
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| Ain’t no «Maybe we can make it if we just play the right cards»
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| Now it’s over when it’s over
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| Ain’t it, baby, ain’t it?
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| Rips ya like a dagger,
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| Can’t it baby, Can’t it
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| Wish we could do it over
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| Damn it, baby, Damn it
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| We had it in the air, but just couldn’t land it
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| It’s a white flag,
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| It’s a stop sign,
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| It’s the last long drag, on a Marlboro light
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| It’s a long night, beating up the past
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| Know when the first lie, is gonna hit you back
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| This ain’t no gone for good drill,
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| Or no goodbye false alarm, it’s over
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| Yeah it’s over,
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| Yeah it’s over.
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| There ain’t no better way,
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| We could make it work
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| It’s a blank page,
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| When you’re outta words
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| Yeah it’s a flat line,
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| It’s a heart attack
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| Yeah it’s too far gone, to be shocked back
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| It’s a one way, with nowhere to turn
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| It’s a no brakes, baby, crash and burn
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| Ain’t no map gonna ever bring us back
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| From where we are
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| It’s just over when it’s over
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| Ain’t it baby, Ain’t it
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| Rip ya like a dagger,
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| Can’t it baby, Can’t it
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| Wish we could do it over
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| Damn it, baby, Damn it
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| We had it in the air, and just couldn’t land it |