| Here I am again
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| Talking to myself
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| Sitting at a red light,
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| Both hands on the wheel
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| How am I supposed to feel?
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| So much runnin' through my mind
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| First you wanna be free,
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| Now you say you need me,
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| Givin’mixed signals and signs
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| It’s hard to let you in
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| Thinkin' you might slam the brakes again
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| Put the pedal down
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| Headin out of town
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| Gotta make a getaway
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| The traffic in my brain is
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| Drivin' me insane
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| This is more than I can take
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| You tell me that you love me first,
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| Then throw your heart into reverse
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| I gotta getaway.
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| I can’t keep comin' back to you,
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| Every time you’re in the mood,
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| To whisper something sweet in my ear
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| It’s so hard to move on,
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| 'Cuz every time I think you’re gone,
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| You show up in my rear view mirror
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| Is this just a detour?
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| 'Cuz I gotta be sure
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| That you really mean what you say,
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| It’s so hard to let you in,
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| Thinkin' you might slam the brakes again.
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| Put the pedal down
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| Heading out of town
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| Gotta make a getaway
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| The traffic in my brain’s
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| Driving me insane
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| This is more than I can take
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| You tell me that you love me first,
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| Then throw your heart into reverse
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| I gotta getaway…
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| To a place where I
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| Can be redefined,
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| Where you’re out of sight
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| And you’re out of mind
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| But the truth is,
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| I can’t even say goodbye.
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| Here I am again
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| Talkin' to myself
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| Sittin' at a red light
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| Both hands on the wheel
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| How am I supposed to feel?
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| So much runnin' through my mind
|
| Put the pedal down
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| Headin out of town
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| Gotta make a getaway (A getaway)
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| The traffic in my brain’s
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| Driving me insane
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| This is more than I can take (I can take)
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| You tell me that you love me first,
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| Then throw your heart into reverse
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| I gotta getaway |