| Looking at your watch a third time waiting in the station for a bus
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| Going to a place that’s far, so far away and if that’s not enough
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| Going where nobody says hello, they don’t talk to anybody they don’t know
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| You’ll wind up in some factory that’s full time filth and nowhere left to go
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| Walk home to an empty house, sit around all by yourself
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| I know it might sound strange, but I believe
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| You’ll be coming back before too long
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| Don’t go back to Rockville
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| And waste another year
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| At night I drink myself to sleep and pretend
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| I don’t care if you’re not here with me
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| 'Cause it’s so much easier to handle
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| All my problems if I’m too far out to sea
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| But something better happen soon
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| Or it’s gonna be too late to bring you back
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| It’s not as though I really need you
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| If you were here I’d only bleed you
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| But everybody else in town only wants to bring you down and
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| That’s not how it ought to be
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| I know it might sound strange, but I believe
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| You’ll be coming back before too long |