| I should have known this time
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| That you couldn’t hold me right
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| If you’ve got the moon you don’t need my light
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| What am I to you?
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| I’ve covered up these signs
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| That tangle in words and wine
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| When your world comes through
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| I’ll be left in mine
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| What am I to you?
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| I don’t wanna raise white flags up high
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| When all I can breathe are shades of blue
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| I can’t keep surrendering my time
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| When you’re feeding me these shades of blue
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| You said these things take time
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| But silence gives quick replies
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| Is there any truth
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| In loving your high
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| Or have I been used?
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| I don’t wanna raise white flags up high
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| When all I can breathe are shades of blue
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| I can’t keep surrendering my time
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| When you’re feeding me these shades of blue
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| Wasted my days in the chase
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| While you kept me at reach
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| Hoping you’d change all your ways
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| And you’d pull me out the blue
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| I don’t wanna raise white flags up high
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| When all I can breathe are shades of blue
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| I can’t keep surrendering my time
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| When you’re feeding me these shades of blue |