| We used to be something surreal
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| Others looked to us for what we built
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| We were ending to the point
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| The point in which we fell
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| We fell by the wayside, and slowly watched ourselves die
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| A lonely death in which no one cared and no one came
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| When the walls cave in, we only have ourselves to blame
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| And even if it’s dark at least we’ll be together
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| Slowly sinking in the earth to lay forever
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| You better grab a hold and hold on for your life
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| Because you don’t get lucky twice
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| Now even if it’s perfect, I can’t get carried away
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| And motivate my tongue in twisted ways
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| It felt like a good night, for dancing and the moonlight
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| In empty streets, well, everybody’s got a reason why
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| If we could only just get it right
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| Maybe it will all work out like in the movies
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| But I know Romeo must die before the ending
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| With a final poison kiss delivered gently
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| Because you don’t get lucky twice, and that’s the truth
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| Sing to me sweet, just like my memory
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| If New York City still moves me Then I found something real
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| I’ll be okay, I could go on for days
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| But I just don’t have the courage that it takes to be real
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| And even if it’s dark at least we’ll be together
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| Slowly sinking in the earth to lay forever
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| You better grab a hold and hold on for your life
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| Because you don’t get lucky twice
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| No, you don’t get lucky twice |