| You just walked in, to the quiet after the storm, yeah
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| It’s so chillingly silent
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| And you sense that something’s wrong.
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| Hmmm, something’s surely wrong.
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| Then you saw the letter
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| With the keys laying on the counter
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| And you know just what it means
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| And grab the phone to call her.
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| Now is this another of her cruel jokes or
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| She made good those threats to finally leave you?
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| Tears well up in your eyes but your worn-down nerves won’t let you cry
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| And finally…
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| She’s gone, bye bye, so long.
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| Let her, go
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| She’s gone, bye bye, so long.
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| My life goes on.
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| Apartment stripped and silent
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| Still you hear each fight and sobbing make up
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| And all those crazy ways you forgave each time she loved you.
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| Now that you’re all alone you
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| Realize she filled your life with litter.
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| Her kisses used to thrill, now the aftertaste is bitter
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| With the memories from the mess you’ve endured
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| When now…
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| She’s gone, bye bye, so long.
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| Let her, go
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| She’s gone, bye bye, so long.
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| My life goes on. |