| I want apple butter, picnic and wine
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| All the time, yeah all the time
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| But nothing turned out like I planned
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| What happened, man? |
| Man, what happened?
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| I wanna go home, go home, go home
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| Sad incessant second guesses clawing at my mind again
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| I’m analyzing every word, I’m questioning my every step
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| I made it this far, now these insecurities keep creeping in
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| They gather round and smile at me like old familiar friends
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| Still I’m singing
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| Half a block to go until I get back home
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| Half a block away but it’s miles before
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| I’ll know if this was worth it, if this was worth it
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| They say if you’re alive it’s better to smile, so I’ll try
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| And tomorrow when I’m leaving I’ll stop myself from thinking, «where did I go
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| wrong?»
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| I know I had some reason for doing what I did
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| Yeah, there’s a reason that I’m in this place
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| I wish I could remember, remember what it is
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| Only half a block to go until I get back home
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| Half a block away but it’s miles before
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| I’ll know if this was worth it
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| It’s only half a block to go until I get back home |
| Half a block away but it’s miles before
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| I’ll know if this was worth it
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| All this time spent moving forward
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| Going backwards in my mind
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| Looking for a piece of something lost
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| Terrified of what I’ll find
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| Half a block to go until I get back home
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| Half a block away but it’s miles before
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| I’ll know if this was worth it
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| Half a block to go until I get back home
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| Half a block away but it’s miles before
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| I’ll know if this was worth it, if this was worth it |