| If losing sleep were any indication
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| Of the loving that I’ve missed
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| I would wrap myself around you
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| But how likely can that be when I feel like this
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| And if life were not unfortunate
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| And reason blew like summer through the trees
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| I would stop to let you catch me
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| But I think that you would find me on my knees
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| And it’s gonna be another long one tonight
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| It’s just me and my well-intentioned spite
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| I said someone did this to me
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| But no one did, there’s no injustices
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| I just can’t afford to be right no more
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| I bought myself another bad dream tonight
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| With these little boys in my head sleeping tight
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| It’s gonna be another long one tonight
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| There is comfort in a memory
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| And in roses just before you cut them down
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| There is danger in most everything
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| That’s all the better when it’s not around
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| And the last time I had the sense to notice
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| You were right here being kind
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| But if I think that you are with me
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| Then I know that you can always change your mind
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| And it’s gonna be another long one tonight
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| It’s just me and my well-intentioned spite
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| I said someone did this to me
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| But no one did, there’s no injustices
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| I just can’t afford to be right no more
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| I bought myself another bad dream tonight
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| With these little boys in my head sleeping tight
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| It’s gonna be another long one tonight |