| The minute you walk into the room
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| It’s like you’re headed toward the ring and you’re ready to swing
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| You jump to your conclusions too soon
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| How can you disagree
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| Before understanding me?
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| I’ve avoided your confrontation too
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| But here on the inside it’s growing and growing
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| And I’ve been waiting for our worlds to collide
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| No interest for the other side
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| I’m wrong
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| You’re wrong
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| I’m right
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| When I wait for another fight
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| Do you always have to have the last word?
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| How does this end for us with just another
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| Crash and burn
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| So here we meet in the ring
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| Where no one appreciates and no one’s immediate
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| You play the offender
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| I take my heat
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| I feel this strain and the pain and I stay
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| The way you’re looking into me Has me thinking that you and I will not let this end in a tie
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| Do you always get to have the last word?
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| How does this end for us with just another
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| Crash and burn
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| Oh, I know that there can be redemption
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| It’s that I just know that you need my attention
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| That’s for sure
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| And I think that we can make concession
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| Patience is such a priceless lesson
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| Oh, will you learn it with me?
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| Oh, will you learn it with me?
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| Oh, will you learn it with me?
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| (Oh, will you ever learn?
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| You will never learn)
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| Will you ever learn?
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| Will you ever learn?
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| Do you always have to have the last word?
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| You will swing and miss and you’ll hit the ground and then you’ll
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| Crash and burn
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| Waiting for our worlds to collide
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| No interest for the other side
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| I’m wrong,
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| You’re wrong
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| And I’m right
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| Getting out before the fight |