| Put down the phone, you know it’s better off that way
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| This conversation has gone stale
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| I feel sorry, oh, ever so sorry today
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| Feeling convicted but nobody’s here to blame
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| Walking the line is wearing away my shoes
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| I’ll stand aside whilst all the daggers fly across the room
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| As the night grows older, the mood becomes bolder and coarse
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| The vultures and spies are out to build houses from straw, they’ll blow down
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| All that is left is the girl wearing a frown
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| Can’t you see I am sincere?
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| And to believe in all of the stories you hear is their desire
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| So don’t go fuelling the fire
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| Too much to dream, you had far too much to dream last night
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| And everything you’d learnt to love was taken away by thieves
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| Your mind is restless 'cause you never rested at all
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| All these illusions confuse your thoughts, you won’t come round
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| All that I see is the girl wearing a frown
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| Can’t you see I am sincere?
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| And to believe in all of the stories you hear, that would be foolish
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| You’d be a fool to fear
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| It’s their desire, so I go fuelling the fire |