| This night never happened
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| If it’s all right with you
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| Not a word of our weakness
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| So much as a clue
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| There’s a place outside
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| I’m glad to play no part
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| The fairest arms can tally up the faintest stars
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| Wash away my weekend
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| Shatter my sight
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| C’mon sweet amnesia
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| You’re needed here tonight
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| Take a seat in the shadows
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| Forget it as it goes
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| Dissipate in the morning air
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| All you know
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| If you find out
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| You’ll find every lie you might
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| I was nowhere near last night
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| Whitewash everything in sight
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| These suspicions have been long drained dry
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| Our persistence holds them here
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| A maze of bars and rented rooms remain
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| Enough to make you almost look away
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| This night never happened
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| If it’s all right with you
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| Another for the collection of things we didn’t do That private party is over
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| Thank God we get new starts
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| The fairest arms still tally up the faintest stars
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| When it comes down
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| In a clear and certain light
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| I was nowhere near last night
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| I was nowhere near last night
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| Whitewash everything in sight… |