| Standing at the back door
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| She tried to make it fast
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| One tear hit the hard wood
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| It fell like broken glass
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| She said sometimes love slips away
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| And you just can’t get it back
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| Let’s face it
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| For one split second
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| She almost turned around
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| But that would be like pouring rain drops
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| Back into a cloud
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| So she took another step and said
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| I see the way out and I’m gonna' take it
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| I don’t wanna' spend my life jaded
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| Waiting to wake up one day and find
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| That I’ve let all these years go by
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| Wasted
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| Another glass of whisky but it still don’t kill the pain
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| So he stumbles to the sink and pours it down the drain
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| He says it’s time to be a man and stop living for yesterday
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| Gotta face it
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| Cause' I don’t wanna' spend my life jaded
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| Waiting to wake up one day and find
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| That I’ve let all these years go by
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| Wasted
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| Oh I don’t wanna' keep on wishing, missing
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| The still of the morning, the color of the night
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| I ain’t spending no more time
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| Wasted
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| She kept drivin' along
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| Till the moon and the sun were floating side-by-side
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| He looked in the mirror and his eyes were clear
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| For the first time in a while
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| Hey, yeah
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| Oh, I don’t wanna' spend my life jaded
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| Waiting to wake up one day and find
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| That I’ve let all these years go by
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| Wasted
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| Oh I don’t wanna' keep on wishing, missing
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| The still of the morning, the color of the night
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| I ain’t spending no more time
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| Wasted
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| Oh, I don’t wanna' spend my life jaded
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| Waiting to wake up one day and find
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| That I’ve let all these years go by
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| Wasted
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Oh I don’t wanna' keep on wishing, missing
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| The still of the morning, the color of the night
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| I ain’t spending no more time
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| Wasted |