| Two summers with the light on
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| Too tired to fall asleep
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| Too dumb to keep your clothes on
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| Too cynical to speak
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| Is there any wonder why I bother?
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| Hanging round to take the pain
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| Is there any wonder why I bother?
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| Hanging round for you to feel the same
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| Cause in my world I couldnt wait
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| Turn you round to your face
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| For a time
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| For a place to do you wrong
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| So get your guns
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| Her picture in your pocket
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| Her memory at your door
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| Too tired to unlock it
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| Too scared to ask for more
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| Is there any wonder why I bother?
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| Hanging round to take the pain
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| Is there any wonder why I bother?
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| Coming down for you to fix the blame
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| Cause in my world I couldnt wait
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| Turn you round to your face
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| For a time
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| For a place to do you wrong
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| So get your guns
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| Yeah
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| Run
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| Yeah
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| Yeah
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| Is there any wonder why I bother?
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| Hanging round to take the pain
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| Is there any wonder why I bother?
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| Hanging round for you to feel the same
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| Cause in my world I couldnt wait
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| Turn you round to your face
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| For a time
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| For a place to do you wrong
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| So get your guns
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| So get your gun
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| So get your gun
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| So get your gun |