| A pen and a piece of mind
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| Is all that I need to find
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| To document this mess of miscommunication
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| I’ll seal it in a letter
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| Hope you can find the time
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| To count inconsistencies
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| And read things you fail to see
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| I really shouldn’t spend so much time explaining
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| I’m smart enough to know you’re not done complaining
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| I’ll paint just one portrait of us And I’ll hang it up To remind me of sunrise goodbyes
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| So we know something we should never try
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| I’ll paint just one portrait of us And I’ll tear it down
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| To remind me of sunrise goodbyes
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| So we know something we should never try
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| So I ask myself
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| Self, are there more sides to this story
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| The corners of this triangle are skewed, and confused
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| On one hand
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| One date, one chance, the time becomes too boring
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| What she made seem like more
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| I’m not impressed and not amused
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| So a simple goodbye would’ve sufficed
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| But now youve said enough
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| Instead you got involved and lashed at me Can’t you see that
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| We’re done, we’re through
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| I’m well enough and I’m quite over you
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| So end the calls
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| Goodbye, I’ll see you on the other side
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| I’ll paint just one portrait of us And I’ll hang it up To remind me of sunrise goodbyes
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| So we know something we should never try
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| I’ll paint just one portrait of us And I’ll tear it down
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| To remind me of sunrise goodbyes
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| So we know something we should never try
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| I’ll show myself some other time |