| You used to pain pictures, and color your hair
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| Remember the stories we’d share
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| We used to sing badly, at the piano but lately time isn’t there.
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| Cuz we left our beautiful lives at the altar
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| Lost our keys, and our looks, and our friends.
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| And made those vows with our toes in the waterfall
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| Please give my love to the morgue.
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| The further we travel, the less that we saw.
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| We’d anchored our feet to the floor.
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| The more that you say it, rolls off the tongue
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| but it just doesn’t chime anymore
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| Cuz we left our beautiful lives at the altar
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| Lost our keys, and our looks, and our friends.
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| And made those vows with our toes in the waterfall.
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| Please give my love to the morgue.
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| Maybe our hearts were too young,
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| maybe they’re chasing impatient someone left
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| maybe our hearts were too numb to have recognized it
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| Cuz we left our beautiful lives at the altar
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| Lost our keys, and our looks, and our friends.
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| And made those vows with our toes in the waterfall.
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| Please give my love to the morgue. |