| When I say goodbye
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| You act like you want something
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| Or you’re realizing
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| Is it possible
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| That I really miss you
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| New York feels so huge…
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| What’s up with my fate
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| Is it too late
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| Or is it going to change
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| If I let myself
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| I could go crazy
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| Or maybe if you let me
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| Now that I know that every time I get sad
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| You just hate me
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| You can go to sleep and sleep it off
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| Peacefully
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| I’ll be here all night feeling
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| Totally fucked
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| Wondering what tomorrow’ll be like
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| And staying up
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| I guess I just make myself the victim like you said
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| That’s why when you treat me shitty you get mad
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| It all makes sense now, thanks so much
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| Goodbye forever, what the fuck |