| One day I said I would be rich and I said I’d have a family
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| Would I really be content with my husband and his family? |
| Oh
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| What’s worse than lookin' at my neighbours pretendin' that they’re happy, mm-mm
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| Is one day lookin' at myself and I’m sayin' that I’m sorry, mm
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| Hear me out, hear me out now, I’ll be right home
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| Called you twice already now, please pick up the phone
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| Hear me out, hear me out now, I’ll be right home
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| I don’t know, I don’t know why, but I made it home
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| What if I look into their eyes and I tell them that it’s over? |
| Mm-mm
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| Something I can’t say to myself, but I’ll say it in the mirror, oh no
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| I’ve heard so many of these stories, I never thought they’d be me (Hm)
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| Why can’t we leave it? |
| Should’ve left it as just another chapter
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| It stays the same, will always remain with my heart in doubt
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| How do we face the colours that fade and find my way out?
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| Hear me out, hear me out now, I’ll be right home, yeah, yeah
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| Called you twice already now, please pick up the phone, no, no
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| Hear me out, hear me out now, I’ll be right home
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| I don’t know, I don’t know why, but I call it home
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| Once was I lookin' at myself and sayin' that I’m sorry |