| I guess we can still be friends
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| I guess we can talk at least
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| But if we were seventeen
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| Imagine the things we’d do
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| I know that those days are over
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| I’m glad that those games are won
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| And the winners ride off into the sunset
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| But it’s not the same for you
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| And I don’t want to play
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| Those nasty games that adults play
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| But I can’t let you go
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| And I can’t see another way
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| And I know that she’s the only one for me
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| But you know that if I could split in two
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| The other me — would stay all night
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| The other me — would hold you tight
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| The other me — would be the only one for you
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| When I see you there alone
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| It almost breaks my heart
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| But it doesn’t break enough
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| For me to break my whole life apart
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| I guess we could still be friends
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| And we can talk all night
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| But I have to bite my tongue
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| And sometimes words don’t come out right
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| We’re old enough to know
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| What we can think or say out loud
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| To know that hearts are not just
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| Cards to play when two’s a crowd
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| And I know that she’s the only one for me
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| But you know that if I could split in two
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| The other me — would stay all night
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| The other me — would hold you tight
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| The other me — would be the only one for you
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| The other me. |
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| Would take you so far away from here
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| And he’d be. |
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| A man with a mission. |
| .
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| The other me. |
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| Might even be better than this one
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| And I know that she’s the only one for me
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| But you know that if I could split in two
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| The other me — would stay all night
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| The other me — would hold you tight
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| The other me — would be the only one for you |