| It makes me laugh
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| When I think about us
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| The way we light up the way home
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| It’s you for us
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| And one for all
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| It caught me in its ray
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| But it hurts to be here
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| It hurts to be here
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| It hurts to be here
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| When you’re gone
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| Now we’ve got a sunny day
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| We earned this, every twinkle, every eye
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| But Monday I forget
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| Wednesday I just don’t get
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| Thursday I remember and
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| Sunday I cry
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| Cause it hurts to be here
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| It hurts to be here
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| It hurts to be here
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| When you’re gone
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| And it hurts to be here
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| It hurts to be here
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| It hurts to be here
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| When you’re gone
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| Oh, oh
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| Caught me in its ray
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| And I know I’d never go back
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| It’s broken-hearted street
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| And a paranoid street lamp
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| My only precious thing I had has been broken
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| But I’m soulful and grateful and gleeful
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| Hey, hey yeah
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| Caught me in its ray |