| You crash out on his side
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| All is quiet, all is calm
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| The air thick with stale smoke
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| Your cheap perfume and alcohol
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| And although you know you need him
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| Like a stake through your heart
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| You think it’s worse to stay apart
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| Cause it’s the last day of summer
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| And it will hurt you more than most
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| Cause you’re still trying to mine for memories in a ghost
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| Yeah, it’s the last day of summer
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| And you know you’re not supposed
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| But you’re still trying to mine for memories in a ghost
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| You’re absence makes no sense
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| Just a constant state of suspense
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| And although you both know
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| The bubble might burst as soon as you meet
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| Another false start, rather than to stay apart
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| Cause it’s the last day of summer
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| And it will hurt you more than most
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| Cause you’re still trying to mine for memories in a ghost
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| Yeah, it’s the last day of summer
|
| And you know you’re not supposed
|
| But you’re still trying to mine for memories in a ghost
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| It’s the last day of summer
|
| And you know you’re not supposed
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| You’re still trying to mine for memories in a ghost
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| It’s the last day of summer
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| It’s the last day of summer
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| It’s the last day of summer |