| Do you know who you are?
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| I’ve had so many lives
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| It gets confusing
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| And when you come to my door
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| It’s hard to not consider how things could’ve been
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| It isn’t wrong, it isn’t right
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| It isn’t dark, it isn’t light
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| We just wake it up and watch it fly
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| Last night I slow danced with younger men
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| Do you remember who I was?
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| I was that girl again
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| Last night, I tried pretending
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| And today I am remembering how the end is the beginning
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| Will you stay up late?
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| And tell me how you tried to understand
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| Just too many mistakes
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| If there’s anyone who could forgive I’d call out your name
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| It isn’t wrong, it isn’t right
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| It isn’t dark, it isn’t light
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| We just wake it up and watch it fly
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| Last night I slow danced with younger men
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| Do you remember who I was?
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| I was that fool again
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| Last night, I tried pretending
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| And today I am remembering how the end is the beginning
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| These days I get you all alone
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| We’ll shuffle through those memories
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| And though they say youth is wasted on the young
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| We never could’ve blasted through those nights
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| Through streets and stars
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| Knowing what we know now
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| Last night I slow danced with younger men
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| Do you remember who I was?
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| I was that girl again
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| Last night, I tried pretending
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| And today I am remembering how the end is the beginning
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| How the end is the beginning |