| You can never know enough about what’s underneath
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| I keep uprooting myself unknowingly
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| Until one day I’m driving, and I feel my heart implode
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| And I wonder where it comes from
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| And where it goes
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| I guess I have to warn you: I might die for a day
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| And I’ll think about it so much until it finds itself a grave
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| Til we’ve argued every politic and burned in third degree
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| I’ll feel like the ghost in your tragedy
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| You were right
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| It’s easy to see
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| Adeline, Adeline
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| You found this spot on the wall
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| And you just stared all day
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| And it felt so comfortable until I made you look away
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| And your eyes were crossed and glazed
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| And in that moment you were lost
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| Maybe it’s for the best that you’re not here at all
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| You were right
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| It’s easy to see
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| Adeline, Adeline
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| Adeline, Adeline
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| I got your warmth on my back and your tears in my blood
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| And whatever it is, it is never enough
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| Until I’m no longer human
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| And you’re no longer sane
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| And my face is hard with anger, but I want you just the same
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| You were right
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| It’s easy to see
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| Adeline, Adeline
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| Adeline, Adeline
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| Mmmm |