| Back with the magic,
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| overly dramatic heart-sale that you’d expect Figured guilt must be
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| finite and soon I’ll have none left Losing the signal,
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| loose like connections and lost in the studio
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| The hardest part is letting go So good luck to us (
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| Yeah, good luck with that) Memories projected, streets stay haunted,
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| we overcrowd the capital We are all
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| ex-lovers together and this is The Swell!
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| We can share spit and a sense of shame like they’re the only two
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| truths we know The hardest part is letting go And I guess I’ve got
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| some skills, got our poster on her wall So every boy that she brings
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| back will see my best side But you can’t use pins in rented rooms,
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| that poster’s gonna fall The hardest part is letting go No,
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| the hardest part is saying no And we can share spit and a sense of
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| shame like they’re the only two truths
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| we know The hardest part is letting go No!
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| The hardest part is saying no!
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| So good luck to us (
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| Yeah, good luck with that) |