| Could have been the kiss of my life
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| Could have been the death of me
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| Could have been that I was just too scared
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| To wait around and see
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| You could have been a guardian angel
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| I could have been the wicked one
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| Besides the buttons on our shirts, girl
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| What else did we leave undone?
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| When we ran
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| When we ran
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| When we ran
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| When we ran
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| Was it just the time slippin' through our hands?
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| Right through our hands
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| Maybe I was tryin' to tell ya
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| I’d never known a love so strong
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| Maybe in the shadows of the night
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| We just couldn’t tell right from wrong
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| Maybe its a real-life story
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| Livin' with the sad regrets
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| Maybe it was just a sweet dream baby
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| Somethin' that I can’t forget
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| When we ran
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| When we ran
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| When we ran
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| Was it just the time slippin' through our hands?
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| You only had to say the word
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| I would have turned around and heard
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| But as it is we can’t turn back
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| The mind’s just a trash can, baby
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| And the memories, rolling dice
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| We had something one time, girl
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| But we thought about it twice
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| When we ran
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| When we ran
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| When we ran
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| When we ran
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| We ran
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| We ran
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| We ran
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| When we ran
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| When we ran |