| In this town, I used to be the king here
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| Now I don’t mean a thing here, Where did it all go wrong?
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| I look around, and no one knows my face here
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| I feel so out of place here, Where did it all go wrong?
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| I say your name, And I wonder where you are now
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| I hope you’re doing fine, Well I hope that you found love…
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| I hope that you found love…
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| I’ve been thinking of you, every waking hour
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| Staring at the wall, trying to find the nerve to call…
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| Catch your photo and I wonder, Are you still on this number?
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| But In my heart I know, You changed that number long ago
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| Once I was The King…
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| We said goodbye, You begged me not to leave you
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| I didn’t want to leave you, but you know I had to go…
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| I said look for me, when the spring sun shines on the street
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| Where we’d meet and plan our future, But I never made it home…
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| I turn around, head on over to your street yea
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| Just in case you might still be there, but now they’ve pulled it down…
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| Now they’ve pulled it down…
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| I’ve been thinking of you, every waking hour
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| Staring at the wall, trying to find the nerve to call…
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| Catch your photo and I wonder, Are you still on this number?
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| But In my heart I know, You changed that number long ago
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| Nowhere is home, and I feel old
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| My clothes are worn, My heart is cold
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| With you I was The King
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| But with you my heart would sing
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| But now my story’s done
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| Now I’m no one…
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| But once I was The King |