| It’s kind of funny, I stepped on a bee the morning
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| I heard you were leaving the worst sting
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| So you didn’t call, had to hear from what others were saying
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| Had no warning, but deep down, I knew it was heading
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| Straight towards me, no point running
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| I wait from what would eventually catch up with us
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| Growing up and growing out of love isn’t the place as in friends
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| But staying stuck when you’ve had enough
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| Something I won’t do again
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| So go on your way, I won’t try to stop you
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| I wish you would stay, but there’s nothing I can do
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| Where are the clichés? |
| I swore would never come true
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| But they all do
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| They all do
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| They all do
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| It was sunny, the day it all stopped kind of funny
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| The forget-me-nots staring at me
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| While you forgot about all the promises we made
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| When you living out of all the dreams we were planning
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| I hope you’re happy, I imagine you flying high in fancy dress
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| And I can’t help but wonder if you have regrets
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| Growing up and growing out of love isn’t the place as in friends
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| But staying stuck when you’ve had enough
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| Something I won’t do again
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| So go on your way, I won’t try to stop you
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| I wish you would stay, there’s nothing I can do
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| Where are the clichés? |
| I swore would never come true
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| So go on your way, after all that we’ve been through
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| You just walk away like there’s nothing left to lose
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| Where are the clichés? |
| I swore would never come true
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| But they all do
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| They all do
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| They all do
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| Wished would’ve known what should have seen
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| (They all do)
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| I should’ve known, I should’ve seen
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| So go on your way, I won’t try to stop you
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| I wish you would stay, there’s nothing I can do
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| Where are the clichés? |
| I swore would never come true
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| But they all do
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| So go on your way, after all that we’ve been through
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| You just walk away like there’s nothing left to lose
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| Where are the clichés? |
| I swore would never come true
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| But they all do
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| So go on your way, after all that we’ve been through
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| You just walk away like there’s nothing left to lose
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| Where are the clichés? |
| I swore would never come true
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| But they all do |