| Untie me, I’ve said no vows
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| The train is getting way too loud
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| I gotta leave here my girl
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| Get on with my lonely life
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| Just leave the ring on the rail
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| For the wheels to nullify
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| Until this turn in my head
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| I let you stay and you paid no rent
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| I spent twelve long months
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| On the lam
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| That’s enough sitting on the fence
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| For the fear of breaking dams
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| I find a fatal flaw
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| In the logic of love
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| And go out of my head
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| You love a sinking stone
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| That’ll never elope
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| So get used to the lonesome
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| Girl, you must atone some
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| Don’t leave me no phone number there
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| It took me all of a year
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| To put the poison pill to your ear
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| But now I stand on honest ground, on honest ground
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| You want to fight for this love
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| But honey you cannot wrestle a dove
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| So baby it’s clear
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| You want to jump and dance
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| But you sat on your hands
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| And lost your only chance
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| Go back to your hometown
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| Get your feet on the ground
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| And stop floating around
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| I find a fatal flaw
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| In the logic of love
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| And go out of my head
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| You love a sinking stone
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| That’ll never elope
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| So get used to used to the lonesome
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| Girl, you must atone some
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| Don’t leave me no phone number there |