| I lost it yesterday
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| And cried home on the train
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| I don’t think I’m okay
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| 'Cos my hearts gone from my chest
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| You took it when you left
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| And said it’s for the best
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| Can’t say it was unexpected
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| Just didn’t wanna face the feeling
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| Like when you hope you car’ll keep running
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| And there ain’t nobody steering
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| Nothing I could do to save it
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| Like the moment right before you crash
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| I just gotta hope I make it
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| But what if I pack up
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| And get in the taxi
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| And you try to chase me down the high street
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| What if you miss me
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| Or maybe I’m crazy
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| But I got used to you and me
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| And what if my phone dies
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| And you try to call up
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| Or what if there’s still a future for us
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| Maybe I’m hoping
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| For something and nothing
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| But I got used to you, used to you and me
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| So, what do I do now?
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| I scream and there’s no sound
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| The world stopped spinning round
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| Tell me, what’re you meant to do
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| When all your darkest fears are coming true
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| And you’re dreams are far from view
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| There’s nothing I can do to save this
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| Like running for a plane that’s taking off
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| I just gotta hope I make it
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| But what if I pack up
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| And get in the taxi
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| And you try to chase me down the high street
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| What if you miss me
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| Or maybe I’m crazy
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| But I got used to you and me
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| And what if my phone dies
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| And you try to call up
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| Or what if there’s still a future for us
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| Maybe I’m hoping
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| For something and nothing
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| But I got used to you, used to you and me
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| I got used to you, used to you and me
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| I got used to you, used to you and me
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| I think I’m going under
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| 'Cos I gotta find another
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| Yeah, I wonder if you wonder
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| Wonder, wonder…
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| But what if I pack up
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| And get in the taxi
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| And you try to chase me down the high street
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| What if you miss me
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| Or maybe I’m crazy
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| But I got used to you and me
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| And what if my phone dies
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| And you try to call up
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| Or what if there’s still a future for us
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| Maybe I’m hoping
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| For something and nothing
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| But I got used to you, used to you and me |