| There’s a time when we try
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| To begin what is ending
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| If at first you don’t succeed
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| Then we just end up pretending
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| If the dream isn’t real
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| Is the life worth defending?
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| Close your eyes
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| Cover your ears
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| Shut your mouth
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| You can act naïve
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| But I know you’re not stupid
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| You’ll wake up, when I walk out
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| Isn’t that the way it plays?
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| The leaver leaves, the stayer stays
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| You wouldn’t make a move, so I made mine
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| Isn’t it a pity?
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| I wish you were really in it for life
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| I wish that you were in it for life
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| What you give is what you get
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| And what you’ve got’s now next to nothing
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| 'Cause the life that you’ve accepted
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| Is the one that’s least disruptive
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| Are you aware of the fact
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| That when I pull there’s no pulling back
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| You have half the mind
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| Half the heart
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| Half the will
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| You can act naïve
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| But I know you’re not stupid
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| You’ll wake up, when I walk out
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| Isn’t that the way it is?
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| The leaver leaves, the stayer stays
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| You wouldn’t make a move, so I made mine
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| Isn’t it a pity?
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| I wish you were really in it for life
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| I wish that you were in it for life
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| Some people talk like they can’t hear
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| Some people walk but get nowhere
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| And when I’m done with the run, I’m going on
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| I’m sure I’ll be
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| Your biggest regret
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| You’ll never forget
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| You’ll wake up, when I walk out
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| Isn’t that the way it plays?
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| The leaver leaves, the stayer stays
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| You wouldn’t make a move, so I made mine
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| Isn’t it a pity?
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| I wish you were really in it for life
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| I wish that you were in it for life
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| (You can run, but you can’t hide
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| 'Cause everything that I’m running from is locked inside.) |