| John met me down on the boulevard
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| Cried on his shoulder 'cause life is hard
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| The waves came in over my head
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| What you been up to, my baby?
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| Haven't seen you 'round here lately
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| All of the guys tell me lies, but you don't
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| You just crack another beer
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| And pretend that you're still here
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| This is how to disappear
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| This is how to disappear
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| Joe met me down at the training yard
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| Cuts on his face 'cause he fought too hard
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| I know he's in over his head
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| But I love that man like nobody can
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| He moves mountains and pounds them to ground again
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| I watched the guys getting high as they fight
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| For the things that they hold dear
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| To forget the things they fear
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| This is how to disappear
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| This is how to disappear
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| Now it's been years since I left New York
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| I've got a kid and two cats in the yard
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| The California sun and the movie stars
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| I watch the skies getting light as I write
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| As I think about those years
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| As I whisper in your ear
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| I'm always going to be right here
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| No one's going anywhere |