| You know I’m not heartless, I’m just using my heart less
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| It’s been that way since the last time I saw you
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| Your style, your soul, your smile and, endless goodbyes
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| And I got days where I feel so much stronger
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| And there’s nights that seem to take so long
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| Like I was given a first class seat to the long way around
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| When we were young, you meant so much to me
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| I never thought there was anything that could tear you away
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| Oh, when we were young, yeah, I never would believe
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| That you would end up hating everything, that I’d become
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| When we were young
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| Never let 'em know what the smile on your face means
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| Have friends but stand on your own two feet
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| Speak up, be bold, baby, say what you mean
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| You’ll learn a lot when listening closely
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| Just know I think about you, know I dream about you
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| Wherever you may be, you’re never too far from me
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| Your feet on holy ground, but, you’re holding out now, holding out now
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| When we were young, you meant so much to me
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| I never thought there was anything that could tear you away
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| Oh, when we were young, yeah, I never would believe
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| That you would end up hating everything, that I’d become
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| When we were young
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| When we were long down
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| When it was time to try to save your life
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| But ya never come around
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| When we were done
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| 'Cause we never sold out
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| I can see it in your eyes, you know I’m right
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| But you’re holding out now, oh yeah, oh
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| You’re holding out now, you’re
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| When we were young, you meant so much to me
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| I never thought there was anything that could tear you away
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| Oh, when we were young, yeah, I never would believe
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| That you would end up hating everything, that I’d become
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| When we were young
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| Never let 'em know what the smile on your face means
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| but staying on your own two feet
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| Speak up, be bold, baby, say what you mean, you gotta say what you mean
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| Just know I think about you, know I dream about you
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| Wherever you may be, you’re never too far from me
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| You’ll be on holy, but, you’re holding out now |