| And she takes another step
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| Slowly she opens the door
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| Check that he is sleeping
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| Pick up all the broken glass
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| And furniture on the floor
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| Been up half the night screaming
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| Now it’s time to get away
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| Pack up the kids in the car
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| Another bruise to try and hide
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| Another alibi to write
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| Another ditch in the road You keep moving
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| Another stop sign
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| You keep moving on And the years go by so fast
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| Wonder how I ever made it through
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| And there are children to think of Baby’s asleep in the back seat
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| Wonder how they’ll ever make it Through this living nightmare
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| But the mind is an amazing thing
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| Full of candy dreams and new toys
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| And another cheap hotel
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| Two beds and a coffee machine
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| But there are groceries to buy
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| And she knows she’ll have to go home
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| Another ditch in the road
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| You keep moving
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| Another stop sign
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| You keep moving on And the years go by so fast
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| Wonder how I ever made it through
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| Another bruise to try and hide
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| You keep moving
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| Another stop sign
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| You keep moving on And the years go by so fast
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| Silent fortress built to last
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| Wonder how I ever made it. |