| Step one you say we need to talk
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| He walks you say sit down it's just a talk
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| He smiles politely back at you
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| You stare politely right on through
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| Some sort of window to your right
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| As he goes left and you stay right
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| Between the lines of fear and blame
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| You begin to wonder why you came
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| Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
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| Somewhere along in the bitterness
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| And I would have stayed up, with you all night
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| Had I known, how to save a life
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| Let him know that you know best
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| Cause after all you do know best
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| Try to slip past his defense
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| Without granting innocence
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| Lay down a list of what is wrong
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| The things you've told him all along
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| And pray to God he hears you
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| And pray to God he hears you
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| Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
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| Somewhere along in the bitterness
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| And I would have stayed up with you all night
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| Had I known how to save a life
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| As he begins to raise his voice
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| You lower yours and grant him one last choice
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| Drive until you lose the road
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| Or break with the ones you've followed
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| He will do one of two things
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| He will admit to everything
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| Or he'll say he's just not the same
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| And you'll begin to wonder why you came
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| Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
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| Somewhere along in the bitterness
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| And I would have stayed up with you all night
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| Had I known how to save a life |