| Finn:
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| Well no one told me about her, the way she lied
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| Well no one told me about her, how many people cried
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| But it’s too late to say you’re sorry
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| How would I know, why should I care?
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| Please don’t bother tryin' to find her
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| She’s not there
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| Well let me tell you 'bout the way she looked
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| The way she’d act and the color of her hair
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| Her voice was soft and cool
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| Her eyes were clear and bright
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| But she’s not there
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| Well no one told me about her, what could I do?
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| Well no one told me about her, though they all knew
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| But it’s too late to say you’re sorry
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| How would I know, why should I care?
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| Please don’t bother tryin' to find her
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| She’s not there
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| Well let me tell you 'bout the way she looked
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| The way she’d act and the color of her hair
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| Her voice was soft and cool
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| Her eyes were clear and bright
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| But she’s not there
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| But it’s too late to say you’re sorry
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| How would I know, why should I care?
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| Please don’t bother tryin' to find her
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| She’s not there
|
| Well let me tell you 'bout the way she looked
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| The way she’d act and the color of her hair
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| Her voice was soft and cool
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| Her eyes were clear and bright
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| But she’s not there |