| I’m not vain
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| I know I sound vain
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| But I remember looking pretty good in that dumb t-shirt
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| Can’t remember if I saw you
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| Or you saw me first
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| But that day, with the sound of the waves and the sunset haze
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| Could it ever get better?
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| Oh, could it ever get better?
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| It was over before we
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| Had the chance to know that
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| We can never go back
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| But you know what
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| I keep on making changes, cha-changes
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| Keep on changing 'til we feel the same as
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| The night we made a fire on the beach
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| Last summer, getting into each other
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| Got a new place
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| Now I’m finding new ways
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| To color my hair, but when I look into the mirror
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| I just see me looking back at a stranger
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| That day, with the sound of the waves and the sunset blaze
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| It couldn’t get better
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| No, it couldn’t get better
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| It was over before we
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| Had the chance to know that
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| We can never go back
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| But you know what
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| I keep on making changes, cha-changes
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| Keep on changing 'til we feel the same as
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| The night we made a fire on the beach
|
| Last summer, getting into each other
|
| I’m not vain
|
| But I remember looking pretty good in that dumb t-shirt
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| I think you saw me first
|
| On that day, with the sound of the waves and the sunset haze
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| Could it ever get better?
|
| Oh, could it ever get better?
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| I keep on making changes, cha-changes
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| Keep on changing 'til we feel the same as
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| The night we made a fire on the beach
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| Last summer, getting into each other |