| Don’t make me come to you now
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| Just like I’ve done before
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| Don’t drag me over old ground
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| And call me to your door
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| Cause though it’s hard to say it
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| It won’t be hard to see
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| That friends we never were babe
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| And friends we never will be
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| Why can’t we keep the memory
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| That once we two were dear
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| That once the chimes of our love
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| Were ringing true and clear
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| Cause I don’t want them sounding
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| So dead and out of key
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| When friends we never were babe
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| And friends we never will be
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| We could talk about the weather
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| Or the promises we made
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| Of all we thought was sacred
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| That we were gonna save
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| And maybe there’d be some things
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| On which we could agree
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| But friends we never were babe
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| And friends we never will be
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| But darling don’t be thinking
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| Our love was all a waste
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| If I don’t come a calling
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| If you don’t see my face
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| Cause I gave you all of my heart
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| And you the same to me
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| But friends we never were babe
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| And friends we never will be |