| Apparently there are risks that we all take
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| And sadly we always make mistakes
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| And we line up our dreams
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| In the hope someday
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| That they all fall into place
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| It’s a pointless conversation
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| You hear it everyday
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| No use in complaining
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| But I’ll say it anyway
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| I’m not broken only bruised
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| I’m ok
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| So forgive me if I miss you
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| Don’t be thinking I’m confused
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| I’m ok
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| It’s just a little too much too late
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| Obviously my apology came too late
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| And probably dishonesty is to blame
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| But if it’s give and take
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| Then it’s such a shame
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| That there’s nothing left to save
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| It’s a pointless conversation
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| You hear it everyday
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| No use in complaining
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| But I’ll say it anyway
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| I’m not broken only bruised
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| I’m ok
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| So forgive me if I miss you
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| Don’t be thinking I’m confused
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| I’m ok
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| It’s just a little too much too late
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| It’s not complicated
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| I know what I’m running from
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| I never thought I have to say it
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| I’ve got to get it together
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| And move on
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| I’m not broken only bruised
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| But I’m ok
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| So forgive me if I miss you, baby
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| Don’t be thinking I’m confused
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| I’m ok
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| It’s just a little too much too late
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| I’m not broken
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| So don’t be thinking I’m confused, no
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| 'Cos I’m ok, yes, I’m ok
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| I’m not broken
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| So don’t be thinking I’m confused
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| It’s just a little, a little too much too late |