| Oh this town is tired and worn
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| A gentle reminder of what we lost
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| And I see now that all her flaws
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| Were never anything but my fault
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| Now that life is done and dead to me
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| It took a lot of things just so I could grieve
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| But my friends they have my back
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| We were young when have the last four years of my life gone
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| But we’ve got so much more to give
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| We were young
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| Now I have friends that are thinking of marriage
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| Sometimes I think I got left behind
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| Did I miss something somewhere along the line
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| Well I think it’s about time I move on
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| Yes I think it’s about time I change
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| Yes I think it’s about time I made something
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| Something of my days
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| We were young when have the last four years of my life gone
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| But we’ve got so much more to give
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| We were young but I spent so much time trying to ignore it
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| We’re getting old but we’ve got so much more to give
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| We were young
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| We were young when have the last four years of my life gone
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| But we’ve got so much more to give
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| We were young but I spent so much trying to ignore it
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| We’re getting old but we’ve got so much more to give
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| We were young
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| We were young
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| We were young |