| This is the end of the line
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| I’ve clearly read every sign
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| The way you glance at me Indifferently
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| And you take your hand from mine
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| This is the end of the line
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| How can I ever define
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| How helpless I’ve become
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| I feel like some discarded valentine
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| Remember in the beginning
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| your winning ways excited me and all the while I was certain
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| that we too had found a love that calms
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| just to a few.
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| Now we’ve reached the end of the line
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| I hope your dreams turn out fine
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| I’m awfully tired and so I guess I’ll go Although its only nine
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| But this is the end of the line
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| The end of the line
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| The end of the line
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| I hope your dreams turn out fine
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| But this is the end of the line |