| Spent three days alone in my apartment
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| When I lived uptown
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| Wine bottle turned to vinegar on my counter
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| As I blacked out
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| Drove nine hours north to Tennessee
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| All I had were these memories
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| Listening to the same three bands
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| Back from when I was your man
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| Now I’m something else entirely
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| Just a lover from your past-tense diary
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| Looking back at the same two kids
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| I don’t think that they would have missed
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| Everyone looked so beautiful
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| Their names sounded just like songs
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| Everyone looked so beautiful
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| Their names sounded just like songs
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| Spent a week alone in Austin, Texas
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| When I moved out
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| Marlboros lined the ashtray by my window
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| They cleaned my mouth
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| I rode a bike around the busy streets
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| Begging my mind just to think clearly
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| You made me listen to this cool new band
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| The singer used to be your man
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| Now I’m crying out quietly
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| Throwing away all these makeshift rivalries
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| Looking back at the same two kids
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| We should have known that they could have it
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| Everyone looked so beautiful
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| Their names sounded just like songs
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| Everyone looked so beautiful
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| Their names sounded just like songs
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| I’ve been hardened by the world
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| I’ve been softened by her touch
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| But it won’t last long now
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| Everyone looked so beautiful
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| Their names sounded just like songs
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| Everyone looked so beautiful
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| Their names sounded just like songs
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| Everyone looked so beautiful
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| Their names sounded just like songs
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| Everyone looked so beautiful
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| Their names sounded just like songs |