| If you’re listening now
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| I hope that I make more sense
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| 'Cause now I’m not quite so young
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| I’m not quite so foolish in my defense
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| Pictures that I hid in my room
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| They now come out
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| And those places we used to go
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| I talk about
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| And now I’m not the girl of your dreams
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| Well, I took you almost there
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| I’ll be damned if I care
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| Now if I’m not girl, we were almost there
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| Looks like I’ve lost you somewhere
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| And now I’m not the girl in your life
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| Well okay, maybe it hurts
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| And maybe I still feel my lips brush your face
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| What the hell, I’m not fool enough
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| To claim that I’m over you as yet
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| No, oh no
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| And though I’ve still got some way to go
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| Well, lately I’m almost there
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| I’ll be damned if I care
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| Now that I’m not your girl, we were almost there
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| Watch me someday
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| Yeah, somehow I will make it somewhere
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| Going higher, I’ll rise so much higher
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| And I’ll hold my head higher
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| Almost there, that perfume that you wear
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| Now that I’m not your girl, we were almost there
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| Almost there |