| I’m not gonna sit around, sit around and wait for later
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| Because it don’t come back, back here at all
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| And where does the chance, where does the chance leave your name here
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| And fix it up, and why did you call?
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| And I wrote down every town I came to
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| And I wore down every door at night
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| Down on my knees, down on my knees, nothing to pray for
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| And if it don’t come back, back up off the floor
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| We’re ripping down cities trying to figure it out
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| We’re ripping down cities til we’re living without
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| Cause it matters too much
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| It matters too much
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| We’re ripping down cities trying to figure it out
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| We’re ripping down cities til we’re living without
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| Beause it matters too much
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| It matters too much
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| And I wrote down every town I came to
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| And I wore down every door at night
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| Out in the street, out in the street, nothing changes
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| And valentine’s still mixed up all
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| We’re ripping down cities trying to figure it out
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| We’re ripping down cities till we’re living without
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| Because it matters too much
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| It matters too much
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| It matters too much
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| It matters too much |