| The doorway frames you
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| a picture perfect silhouette,
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| blue sky of regret
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| enough to hang you
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| Your legs seem to tremble
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| At least I imagine that they do Then again, it’s probably easy for you
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| But please, don’t open your mouth, my dear
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| I can read all the signs
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| I can take it from here
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| There’s no need to explain,
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| It’s perfectly clear
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| Yellow wallpaper peels makes
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| a strange halo around your head
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| It’s funny how I notice
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| These stupid things instead
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| You say something awkward
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| But I wish that you wouldn’t
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| A whole life of You wish you could’s
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| but just couldn’ts
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| But please, don’t open your mouth, my dear
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| I can read all the signs
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| I can take it from here
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| There’s no need to explain,
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| It’s perfectly clear
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| So I try not to think to much
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| it only just makes me mad,
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| Spent half my life loving you
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| Think of all the love that I could’ve had
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| Five years worth of kisses
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| Are packed in your bags
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| This tiny moment fits
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| All the big things we ever had
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| And I can’t quite pinpoint
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| When it left or what for
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| Love always steps lightly
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| Away from the door
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| Please, don’t open your mouth, my dear
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| I can read all the signs,
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| I can take it from here
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| There’s no need to explain,
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| No, there’s no need to explain,
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| It’s perfectly clear |