| You are no longer my business it is all up to you
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| Will have to find a soft heart in somebody new
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| When friends are calling me mad for staying this long
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| There’s nothing I’d rather want than to prove that they’re wrong
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| Those pills you took did not help you get no sleep
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| Your head is still at work but you’re numb from hands to feet
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| Why aren’t your teary eyes for anyone to be seen
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| I’m sorry I sound cold
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| I got soul of a new machine
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| Please don’t say
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| Everything that isn’t true
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| Every street with no name reminds me of you
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| You are the last I should call
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| From a booth in Tokyo
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| The loneliest city of all
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| When in Tokyo
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| The loneliest city of all
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| You only move in circles around the case
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| You keep on asking why I put you in this place
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| And what are you gonna do with new won time
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| And wider space
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| You’ll end up in your corner like a lion once out of its case
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| Please don’t say
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| Everything that isn’t true
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| Every street with no name reminds me of you
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| You are the last I should call
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| From a booth in Tokyo
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| The loneliest city of all
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| When in Tokyo
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| The loneliest city of all
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| For now that’s all from your man down in Tokyo |