| It’s a lie that you said a goodbye
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| It’s the empty said of the bed
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| It’s the kid who pretends he loves to hold her hand
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| It’s why you skipped the dance
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| It’s what they say the bible says
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| So who the hell could understand
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| It’s a train from New York too late
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| To the hospital ward when your knees hit the floor
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| It’s your whole damn life inside a drawer
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| Cause' your parents got divorced
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| It’s your dads apartment door
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| Can’t say I love you anymore
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| Cause' I don’t know why we don’t talk about that
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| We’re all growing up just a little too fast
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| We’ve all got words we can’t say back
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| And look to long at a photograph
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| We all got something that we think we lack
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| Holdin' onto bags that we can’t unpack
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| We all need help but we don’t ask
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| Maybe we should talk about that
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| It’s youth that rush it’s strange
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| It’s all too much a change too fast
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| It’s all the friends you thought you had
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| And the burn of summers past
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| How both a bottle on the desk
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| And a heart are made of glass
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| No I don’t know why we don’t talk about that
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| We’re all growing up just a little too fast
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| We’ve all got words we can’t say back
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| And look to long at a photograph
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| We all got something that we think we lack
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| Holdin' onto bags that we can’t unpack
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| We all need help but we don’t ask
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| Maybe we should talk about that
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| Oh I just wanna talk about that
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| Oh can we talk about it?
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| Cause' if I’m speaking honestly
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| Yeah I need you like you need me, oh
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| Yeah if I’m speaking honestly, yeah I need you like you need me darling
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| I do need you darling yeah
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| It’s a plot It’s a grave all you got
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| It’s the dash between the dates what a cost
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| It’s what you make before it stops
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| So why is it so hard to say
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| That life can be a lot
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| And everyone’s afraid
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| No I don’t know why we don’t talk about that
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| No I don’t know why we don’t talk about that
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| No I don’t know why we don’t talk about that
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| No I-I-I don’t know why |