| We argued in the shopping mall
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| You had roses in your hair that day
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| Left you by the check-out girl
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| She didn’t know what to say
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| I wanted to make you feel as hollow as I felt
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| I wanted to make you feel as sorry as hell
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| Should I stay at home with my faithful doubt?
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| Sometimes you make me feel left out
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| Sometimes you make me feel so alone
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| 'Cause you took me high, high
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| Higher than the highest hill
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| Then you took me low, low
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| Lower than I’ve ever felt
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| All the deepest hurt, hurt
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| We argued in the parking lot
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| You told me that you’d been thinking a lot
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| You said that you just wanna make me happy
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| But I can’t forget and go back to the start
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| I guess I’m not quite there yet like you are
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| I wanted to make you feel as hollow as I felt
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| I wanted to make you feel as sorry as hell
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| 'Cause you took me high, high
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| Higher than the highest hill
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| Then you took me low, low
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| Lower than I’ve ever felt
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| You took me high, high
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| Higher than the highest hill
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| Then you took me low, low
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| Lower than I’ve ever felt
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| All the deepest hurt, hurt
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| Why didn’t you wait for me?
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| Why didn’t you wait for me?
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| Why didn’t you wait for me to get over it? |