| sometimes
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| i see the truth behind your lies
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| which one’s
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| the real side of you
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| there’s a song
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| reminds me of when we were just friends
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| right when it starts
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| it ends
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| you were starin' at yourself
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| in the picture
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| on the shelf
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| we were there
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| now we’re gone
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| we were there, now we’re gone
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| there’s a thief in the choir
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| says that i’m a liar
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| while he steals the spotlight
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| i take the blame
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| there’s a thief in the choir
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| one that i admire
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| as he steals the spotlight
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| i’ll take the blame
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| so much to hear
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| so sure to die
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| so much to love
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| in the fall
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| i watch the leaves turn red and brown
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| they fall down
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| i’m alone
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| of the times
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| i see the tears where i look in your eyes
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| they fall down
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| i’m alone
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| you took your sweater off
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| and gave it to me
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| and i said i liked you too
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| it was there
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| now it’s gone
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| it was there, now it’s gone
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| there’s a thief in the choir
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| says that i’m a liar
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| while he steals the spotlight
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| i take the blame
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| there’s a thief in the choir
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| one that i admire
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| as he steals the spotlight
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| i’ll take the blame
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| so much to hear
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| so sure to die
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| so much to love
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| through the calm
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| i waited for the storm
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| and all through the night
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| you feel so right
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| there’s a thief in the choir
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| says that i’m a liar
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| while he steals the spotlight
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| i take the blame
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| there’s a thief in the choir
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| one that i admire
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| as he steals the spotlight
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| i’ll take the blame
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| so much to hear
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| so sure to die
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| so much to love |