| So long, I lie here entwined like a helix
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| Don’t know where I begin, where you end
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| How long do we go on trying to feed it
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| I just know, I just know, that this can’t grow
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| I wrote this song to tell you I’m leaving
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| Afraid to say these words to your face
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| Must be better than a letter a text or an email
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| My ride stops here at the end of the line
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| We stopped time, when we signed in the year, of our Lord, 1999
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| With a kiss spitting out, spitting out, time lines
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| From the moment we locked eyes at the station our hours got synchronized
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| Two reduced to one life, forever proposed, wicked like a land mine?
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| I wrote this song to tell you I’m leaving
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| Afraid to say these words to your face
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| Must be better than a letter a text or an email
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| My ride stops here at the end of the line
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| Every kiss has lost its flavor
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| I’m not proud of my behavior
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| Beached on rock, thought that it was land
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| Lost respect, love departed
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| What was fresh, we took for granted
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| Need to rely on more than just a friend
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| I wrote this song to say that I’m leaving
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| Afraid to say these words to your face
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| Must be better than a letter a text or an email
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| My ride stops here at the end of this line |