| You could open with your failings
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| Make them understand, show the love notes
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| Make them picture with their eyes closed
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| Make them wonder where the time goes
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| Keep your distance south of river
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| Draw a line, they are not together
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| Make it screech, stop, wait, turn red
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| Make me wonder where the time went
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| You will not save me a stand-off
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| Be not a stranger and land here
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| I will leave this empty-handed
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| Feeling selfish, common as shit
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| Leave me question where your heart lends
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| How you open-wounded withstand
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| Lead me into some false pretence
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| I will ruin you in a second
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| Leave it up to interpretation
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| Open-ended invitation
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| And your wedding, I could crash it
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| Whisper in your ear «God, I missed you
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| It’s been too much, I can’t stand it»
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| Then I cried there in the staff room
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| Selling my seats to your concert
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| I won’t stomach it if I see you
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| Walking so tall, I can’t reach you
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| Happier, pretty picture
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| With some new pretty little blue
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| You will not save me a stand-off
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| You will not save me a stand-off |