| Any two other poeple just like me and you
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| Never seem to go through half the trouble that we do
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| It’s the end, over and over again
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| When did you first begin
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| To be so disappointed in everything?
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| Could you have always been this way?
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| Dead to the world, as some would say
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| And in such perfect disarray?
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| Hey, Emily
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| There came a time to speak your mind
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| You said: «goodbye»
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| Emily, you say goodbye
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| But you’re still here with me
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| No one knows what we’re wanding toward
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| And I suppose ignorance is its own reward
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| But such a lot gets ignored
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| You’ve no idea of what I’d do
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| Bullets that I would take for you
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| And what I’d let you put me through
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| Hey, Emily
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| You see the questions that arise
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| You close your eyes
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| Emily, you close your eyes
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| But you’re still here with me
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| And I always wonder, where do you pretend to be?
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| Hey, Emily
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| If you get called to testify
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| You’ll say «goodbye»
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| Emily, you say goodbye
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| But you’re still here with me |