| I see you running with your friends
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| I don’t know why it comes to mind
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| I think of you before our time
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| You go all happy on your way
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| Out at night to meet the boys
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| Neon lights and heady noise
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| And what’d you reckon, baby?
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| Did it cut it? |
| Did it work?
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| Or did pretty boys and pretty words bring more trouble than they’re worth?
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| And now another asking for your hand
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| You don’t know if you have it in your heart to roll the dice again
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| I’d rather be the fool
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| You’d know it if it’s true
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| Betting all and win or lose
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| I’m all down to you
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| I’d rather be the fool
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| I love you for all that you’ve fought
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| I love you for your bitter twist
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| Your gentle hand, your hopeless kiss
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| Oh, I look into your eyes
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| I read your mind and I can tell
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| It’s me that’s being read very well
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| What you reckon, baby?
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| Anybody put to words
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| Or draw it up in someones mind
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| How it feels when we lock eyes?
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| And now another asking for your hand
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| You don’t know if you have it in your heart to roll the dice again
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| I’d rather be the fool
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| You’d know it if it’s true
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| Betting all and win or lose
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| I’m all down to you
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| I’d rather be the fool
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| I tell myself I wish I’d met you sooner in the game
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| That our hearts still are soothing and our love would play the same
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| But I don’t know, babe, might I shouldn’t say
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| I cannot time the light, I cannot time the pain
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| I’d rather be the fool
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| You’d know it if it’s true
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| Betting all and win or lose
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| I’m all down to you
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| I’d rather be the fool |