| You gotta live a little, you gotta give a little; |
| we’ve got a long, cold history
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| If I seem uncomfortable, it’s because you’re just too close to me
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| Past the living room, a rose-tinted tomb, and a ghost staring back at me
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| If it seems impossible, it’s because you don’t believe
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| Memories (memories, memories) lie
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| Memories, (memories) memories (memories) lie
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| In a little while, I’ll be out of style, out of grace and reality
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| When I feel disposable, I’ll pretend it meant something to me
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| Everyone you see, passing on the street, plays a part in a tragedy
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| When it’s too uncomfortable, it can rewrite history
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| Memories (memories, memories) lie
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| Memories (memories, memories) lie
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| Memories (memories, memories) lie
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| Memories, (memories) memories (memories) lie
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| Try to see it from another angle
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| Memories can change with passing time
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| You believe it when it’s all too painful
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| Now you need it just to feel alright
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| Try to see it from another angle
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| Try to see it in another light
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| Memories can lie when they’re too painful
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| Now you need it just to feel alright
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| Just to feel alright
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| Just to feel alright |