| Haven’t seen you in a week
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| I thought I needed time to think
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| Kept your picture in my pocket
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| Doesn’t that mean something?
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| Baby, tell me if it’s too late
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| Too late to end and stop this fire
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| Kept your sweater, I still wear it
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| Sleeping in it every night
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| Can we go back to say you’re mine?
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| Can’t be your friend
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| I can’t pretend that I’m fine
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| Seeing you with another love
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| Do you ever think of us?
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| Too late to fight it, who’s gonna save this?
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| And just like summer turns to fall we turn to strangers
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| Our story changes, we turn the pages
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| As our walls come tumbling down we turn to strangers
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| Too late to fight it, who’s gonna save this?
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| And just like summer turns to fall we turn to strangers
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| Our story changes, we turn the pages
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| As our walls come tumbling down we turn to strangers
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| Haven’t seen you in a month now
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| Wonder if you’re missing me
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| Would you ever break the silence?
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| Aren’t you tired of running free?
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| Can we go back to say you’re mine?
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| Can’t be your friend
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| I can’t pretend that I’m fine
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| Seeing you with another love
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| Do you ever think of us?
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| Too late to fight it, who’s gonna save this?
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| And just like summer turns to fall we turn to strangers
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| Our story changes, we turn the pages
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| As our walls come tumbling down we turn to strangers
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| Too late to fight it, who’s gonna save this?
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| And just like summer turns to fall we turn to strangers
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| Our story changes, we turn the pages
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| As our walls come tumbling down we turn to strangers
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| Oh, I know that it hurts
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| But we’re making it worse if we get any closer
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| Yeah, I know that it hurts
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| But we can’t make it work 'cause the fire say we turn to dust
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| Too late to fight it, who’s gonna save this?
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| And just like summer turns to fall we turn to strangers
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| (We turn to strangers)
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| Our story changes, we turn the pages
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| As our walls come tumbling down we turn to strangers
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| Too late to fight it, who’s gonna save this?
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| And just like summer turns to fall we turn to strangers
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| Our story changes, we turn the pages
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| As our walls come tumbling down we turn to strangers
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| Too late to fight it, who’s gonna save this?
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| And just like summer turns to fall we turn to strangers
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| Our story changes, we turn the pages
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| As our walls come tumbling down we turn to strangers |