| I can feel my heartbeat drawn to the beat of another one
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| Standing in the doorway, tryna block the daylight before it comes
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| And you look so wonderful
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| Sleeping through the afternoon
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| As she’s getting older, the promise of a future is all she wants
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| Spending all her time down by the water with a former love
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| Now all of those friends have grown up
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| No, you wouldn’t recognize one
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| And that place that she knew, well it is no more
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| There is something in the air this Friday night
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| A blanket draped over the sky
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| Do you ever miss it?
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| The destruction of your innocence
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| Coasting through the airways, arms hanging low to water the roots
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| Living with some old hurt, I am just a poor boy you talk to
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| They don’t care about you like I do, no, no one can tell me different
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| When it unraveled in front of you, you expected so much more
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| He’s on the clock workin' nine to five
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| Paid his bills on time, still he don’t feel right
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| And do you ever miss it?
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| The things you loved when you were a kid
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| And do you ever miss it?
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| Your parent’s love that spread too thin
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| And we’re getting close
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| There it goes, another one down
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| There’s another one down
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| We’re getting close
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| There it goes, another one down
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| There’s another one down
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| And we’re getting close
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| And do you ever miss it?
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| The chances you’ll never get again |