| It’s been thirty days,
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| Since I’ve been without you
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| And it feels okay
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| Till I think about you
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| Cause you don’t call anymore
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| There’s no shoulder to fall on anymore
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| So tell me, That you will be on you’re way
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| Tell me, that you’re coming back someday
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| And maybe, I’ll make it on my own.
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| Maybe I’ll never know
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| Just tell me how far to go, to Graceland
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| What I really need,
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| Is the closure that you won’t give to me,
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| I still have my regrets
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| I got you out of my heart,
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| But you’re still stuck in my head.
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| So tell me, That you will be on you’re way
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| Tell me, that you’re coming back someday
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| And maybe, I’ll make it on my own.
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| Maybe I’ll never know
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| Just tell me how far to go, to Graceland
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| To Graceland
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| Now it’s been a year
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| Never thought that I could think so clear,
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| But I saw you today,
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| And I fell short of all I wanted to say
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| Cause damn your words,
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| Damn this town and damn your ways.
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| Maybe I’ll never know,
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| Is it too far to go, To Graceland
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| To Graceland. |