| I can hear the front door
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| As it shuts behind me
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| And I start to walk away
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| I don’t know where to go
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| In the streetlights and the rain
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| And there’s no point crying
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| Tryna change your mind
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| Maybe that’s the way it goes
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| What it is
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| Is what it is
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| It’s like we’ve crashed and burned again
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| And there’s nothing I can do about it
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| But the world, it won’t stop spinning round
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| I know, I’ll find a better place out there
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| Somewhere
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| I know, I’ll find a better place out there
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| Somewhere, yeah
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| You know I often wonder
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| What you’re up to now
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| And I don’t know where you’ve gone
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| 'Cause it’s been long days
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| Waiting for the phone to ring
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| And there’s nothing I can do about it
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| But the world, it won’t stop spinning round
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| I know, I’ll find a better place out there
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| Somewhere
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| I know, I’ll find a better place out there
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| Somewhere
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| I know, I’ll find a better place out there
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| Somewhere
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| And there’s no point crying
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| Tryna change your mind
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| 'Cause it’s the way it goes
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| What it is
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| Is what it is
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| It’s like we’ve crashed and burned again
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| Maybe I can live without it
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| And the world, it won’t stop spinning round
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| I know I’ll find a better place out here
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| Somewhere |