| So lets go to the scene
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| He walks out to a busy street
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| In the summer heat
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| Hazy from the night before
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| Not the type to spend one alone
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| Even though he knows
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| Come the morning he’ll be gone
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| Just moving on…
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| She won’t get an empty bed
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| The scene of regret
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| Creeping into every bone
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| On the nightstand a note that read
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| «Girl, I won’t be back»
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| You deserve better than that
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| She would cry if she could lie to herself
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| Cuz she’s used to the first time always being her last
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| Can you see it dripping down from her lips?
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| Dancing on her fingertips
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| Can you see the pain that she hides?
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| Deep inside
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| In her eyes these
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| Things aren’t just what it seem
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| Could be just another dream
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| Could be the end doesn’t always just-justify the means
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| Sometimes its better to just leave
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| Sometimes its better to just leave
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| So lets this straight
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| Few weeks later he’s back again
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| The City of Sin
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| And she’s acting out her role
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| She already touched at the waist
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| To another pretty face
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| And she’s taking this one home
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| She will lie and he will buy her lines
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| Cuz you were never the first
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| She drops that shit all the time
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| Can you see it dripping down from her lips?
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| Dancing on her fingertips
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| Can you see the pain that she hides?
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| Deep inside
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| In her eyes these
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| Things aren’t just what it seem
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| Could be just another dream
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| Could be the end doesn’t always just-justify the means
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| Sometimes its better to just leave
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| Sometimes its better to just leave
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| She’s so afraid of what she’s become
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| She’s begging just feel something
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| For anyone
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| Nothing can stop her
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| She’s made up her mind
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| Is all but dead and gone now
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| (She is on her own)
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| Get out while you still have some heart left
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| You can’t say so long with no hope
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| Can you see it dripping down from her lips?
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| Dancing on her fingertips
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| Can you see the pain that she hides?
 | 
| Deep inside
 | 
| In her eyes these
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| Things aren’t just what it seem
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| Could be just another dream
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| Could be the end doesn’t always just-justify the means
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| Sometimes its better to just leave
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| Sometimes its better to just leave
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| Sometimes its better to just leave
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| Sometimes its better to just leave |