| Ain’t that the way it always starts
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| A simple round of conversation
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| Became a shameful equation
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| I flipped you station to station.
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| Hey. |
| Don’t go and turn the other way.
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| Don’t say there’s nothin more to say.
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| Com’on hear me out.
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| Hush, hush, settle down.
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| Button up, don’t make a sound.
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| Shame, shame, go away.
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| Come again some other day.
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| You used to say I couldn’t save you enough,
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| So I’ve been savin it up, I started savin it up.
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| And when you said I couldn’t give you enough,
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| I started givin' you up, I started givin' you up.
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| You are not me, Arlandria, Arlandria.
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| You and what army, Arlandria, Arlandria?
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| Oh, God you gotta make it STOP!
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| Chase all of those memories away,
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| Save them all for another day.
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| Don’t you remember it was rain that drowned you?
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| Wait! |
| I wanna see if you can change.
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| I wanna keep all I can take.
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| I feel much better now.
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| Use me up, spit me out,
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| Let me be your hand-me-down.
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| Fame, fame, go away, come again some other day.
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| You used to say I couldn’t save you enough,
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| So I’ve been savin it up, I started savin it up.
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| And when you said I couldn’t give you enough,
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| I started givin' you up, I started givin' you up.
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| You are not me, Arlandria, Arlandria.
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| You and what army, Arlandria, Arlandria?
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| Oh, God you gotta make it stop.
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| My sweet Virginia, I’m the same as I was in your arms.
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| My sweet Virginia, I’m the same as I was in your arms.
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| Shame, shame go away,
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| Come again some other day.
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| Memories keep haunting me.
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| Help me chase them all away.
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| Hush, now settle down,
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| Button up, don’t make a sound.
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| Close your eyes, turn around.
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| Help me burn this to the ground…
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| Come now, take the blame, that’s okay, I’ll play the game.
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| I don’t care it’s all the same.
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| Watch you all go up in flames.
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| Use me up, spit me out,
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| Let me be your hand-me-down.
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| Fame, fame, go away, come again some other day.
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| You used to say I couldn’t save you enough,
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| So I’ve been savin it up, I started savin it up.
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| And when you said I couldn’t give you enough,
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| I started givin' you up, I started givin' you up.
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| You are not me, Arlandria, Arlandria.
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| You and what army, Arlandria, Arlandria?
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| Oh, God you gotta make it stop.
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| My sweet Virginia, oh, God you gotta make it stop
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| My sweet Virginia, oh, God you gotta make it stop |