| What the hell am I doing down here?
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| I thought that I was finally in the clear
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| But all it takes is once to make your demons reappear
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| What the hell am I doing down here?
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| It’s easier to say than it is to do
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| To let go of the things I need to lose
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| To grow out of the old and take the shape of something new
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| It’s easier to say than it is to do
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| And my, my, my
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| I’m just going through some changes
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| That don’t mean
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| Everything is rearranging
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| Just give me time
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| I know I have been a stranger
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| Just don’t give up on me
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| I’m just going through some changes
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| I’m in the basement threatening to score
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| You’re teary-eyed and running to the door
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| All my ups and downs have worn you out by now, I’m sure
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| You’re teary-eyed and running to the door
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| I’m sorry that I didn’t take your call
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| I’ve been busy staring at the wall
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| The disappointment in your voice would hurt me most of all
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| I’m sorry that I didn’t take your call
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| And my, my, my
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| I’m just going through some changes
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| That don’t mean
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| Everything is rearranging
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| Just give me time
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| I know I have been a stranger
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| Just don’t give up on me
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| I’m just going through some changes
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| And my, my, my
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| I’m just going through some changes
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| But that don’t mean
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| Everything is rearranging
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| Just give me time
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| I know I have been a stranger
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| Just don’t give up on me
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| I’m just going through some changes
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| At least I’m not the thing I was before
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| At least I’m giving it all I am and more
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| Even when the heat is rising up behind the door
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| At least I’m not the thing I was before |