| In the bottom left-hand corner
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| Of the bottom drawer
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| In the back of my mind
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| I keep a picture of you
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| Should I send you all my news?
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| Should I sing you all my blues?
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| Should I tell you lies?
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| Did I meet the expectations
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| Of your friends and your relations?
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| Maybe I should have tried
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| Did you wait like I waited?
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| Wondering if we’d make it
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| Did you waste your time?
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| Just a shred of a piece of a fragment of you
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| Keeps messing with my head
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| Even though you’re far away
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| And I’m someone new
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| Under unfinished highways
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| With the moon rising sideways
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| Did we have it all?
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| But you need to play it safe
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| Took all the thrill out of the chase
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| So I said goodbye
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| Just a shred of a piece of a fragment of you
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| Keeps messing with my head
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| Even though you’re far away
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| And I’m someone new
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| See for me, the grass was greener
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| It was easier to leave ya
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| Now I realize
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| That my strings are out of tune
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| There’s no air in my balloon
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| I’ve been cut down to size
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| Just a shred of a piece of a fragment of you
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| Keeps messing with my head
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| Even though you’re far away
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| And I’m someone new
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| And I’m someone new
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| Just a shred, just a shred |