| There’s a spider web where you used to live
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| By the front door, and I’m wondering if
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| An itsy bitsy part of me got lost in it (Lost in it)
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| And between the broken wings
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| All of the I love you’s and the empty things
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| Somewhere in those silky strings
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| An itsy bitsy piece of me got lost
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| I wish it wasn’t on my way
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| I wish I didn’t have to see it everyday
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| Maybe it’s the way it’s supposed to be
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| This old house keeps haunting me
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| Maybe it’s all a sign I need to light the spark
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| I wish it wasn’t on my way
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| My way
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| I wish it wasn’t on my way
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| My way
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| So, here I am with a match in hand
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| Hard to believe we used to dance
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| Spun me around these promised lands
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| So perfectly (Yeah)
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| So, here I am with a match in hand
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| Hard to believe we used to dance
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| Spun me around these promised lands
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| So perfectly
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| I wish it wasn’t on my way
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| I wish I didn’t have to see it everyday
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| Maybe it’s the way it’s supposed to be
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| This old house keeps haunting me
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| Maybe it’s all a sign I need to light the spark
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| I wish it wasn’t on my way
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| My way
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| I wish it wasn’t on my way
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| My way
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| I’m not backing out this time
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| Time to get you off my mind
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| I’m not backing out this time
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| Maybe it’s the way it’s supposed to be
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| This old house keeps haunting me
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| Maybe it’s all a sign I need to light the spark
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| Maybe it’s the way it’s supposed to be
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| This old house keeps haunting me
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| Maybe it’s all a sign I need to light the spark
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| I wish it wasn’t on my way
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| My way
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| I wish it wasn’t on my way
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| My way
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| I wish it wasn’t on my way |