| The girl is gone, the girl is gone
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| The girl is gone, the girl is gone
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| Exchanging love for an empty glass
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| Strangers touching and strangers laugh
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| When it’s gone and the night has passed
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| I only think that I can talk
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| Fingerprints on a dusty walk
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| Remind me of what went before
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| And shadows dance on the bedroom floor
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| Edges life puts on a distant shore
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| But I was wrong thinking that I’d be strong
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| Always wanting more
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| But I was wrong, see how the girl is gone
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| Pushing me at the door
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| But I was wrong thinking that I’d be strong
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| Always wanting more
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| But I was wrong, see how the girl is gone
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| The girl is gone, the girl is gone
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| The girl is gone, the girl is gone
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| Memories are still so strong
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| The clock ticks, the girl is gone
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| I used to think even though we were young
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| Somehow we’d just hold on
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| Disappointment’s a deadly thing
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| It spread like butter on the bed linen
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| Together then we’re living in sin
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| We had our hopes but what did they bring?
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| But I was wrong thinking that I’d be strong
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| Always wanting more
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| But I was wrong, see how the girl is gone
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| Pushing me at the door
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| But I was wrong thinking that I’d be strong
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| Always wanting more
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| But I was wrong, see how the girl is gone
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| The girl is gone, the girl is gone
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| The girl is gone, the girl is gone
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| The girl is gone, the girl is gone
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| The girl is gone, the girl is gone |