| Have I ever told you?
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| What it was like to leave my friends
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| Leave the house that I grew up in
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| And learn to look ahead
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| Have I ever told you
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| How everyday I sift on through?
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| Another million new faces
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| But still I’m in my same pair of shoes from
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| Eighth grade graduation
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| Sharpie hearts, purple laces
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| Nowadays all I get are postcards
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| Saying how great life’s so far
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| Mine’s full of complications
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| Distance will only make us
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| Remember where we all came from
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| ‘Cause we’re all on the run
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| Little runaway
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| Runaway at heart
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| No matter what we say
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| She knows, she knows, she knows
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| Little runaway
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| Runaway at heart
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| No matter what we say
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| She knows, she knows, she knows
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| Have I ever told you
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| What it was like after one year?
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| I fell in love with taking pictures
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| Got real drunk and pierced my ears
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| Have I ever told you
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| That I’m okay with feeling scared?
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| You may think it’s permanent
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| But still I’m in my same pair of shoes from
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| Eighth grade graduation
|
| Sharpie hearts, purple laces
|
| Nowadays all I get are postcards
|
| Saying how great life’s so far
|
| Mine’s full of complications
|
| Distance will only make us
|
| Remember where we all came from
|
| ‘Cause we’re all on the run
|
| Little runaway
|
| Runaway at heart
|
| No matter what we say
|
| She knows, she knows, she knows
|
| Little runaway
|
| Runaway at heart
|
| No matter what we say
|
| But still I’m in my same pair of shoes from
|
| Eighth grade graduation
|
| Sharpie hearts, purple laces
|
| Nowadays all I get are postcards
|
| Saying how great life’s so far
|
| Mine’s full of complications
|
| Distance will only makes us
|
| Remember where we all came from
|
| ‘Cause we’re all on the run |