| In her car six hours long
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| Whisper words song after song
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| Eyes wide shut we sat and stare
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| Long loss sought, oh, life’s unfair
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| We always want we can’t have
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| And we always lose
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| So we’re always sad
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| Grade school crush
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| Blood soaked hair
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| Four more hours and well there
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| Utter words of importance
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| When we forget to say
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| She likes me, I love her
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| But they always go away
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| Wishful thinking
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| Lost train of thought
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| Shattered dreams broke
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| From the start, desperate yells
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| Cries for help, we do it ourselves
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| What we always want we’ll never have
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| 'Cause we want too much
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| What is love and whats it like
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| One one zero off the mass pike
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| Irony floods the car like air
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| Hope and pray that she is there |