It's past 2 at night
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When he breaks the silence
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A repeated beating
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Insisting on my door
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I thought he was unlocked
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That was the case earlier
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But probably sooner
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I thought he loved me
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And I'm heading for the door
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Look in the viewfinder
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You're looking for your key
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Wandering thinking I was sleeping
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But don't worry, I just wanted to wait for you
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You are no longer welcome
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I just opened up to ask you
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Where are you coming from at this hour? |
Where have you been?
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You come with wrinkled clothes and messy hair!
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You forgot where your house is, and you forgot about me
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Take your memories and go, because I'm locked up
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Where are you coming from at this hour? |
Where have you been?
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You come with wrinkled clothes and messy hair!
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You forgot where your house is, and you forgot about me
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Take your memories and go, because I'm locked up
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When only memory has a voice
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I don't want to hear anymore
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You are silently ashamed and your love is deaf
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And when the obvious answer
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Keep your eyes on the ground
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And your silence tells me more than one word
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And I'm heading for the door
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Look in the viewfinder
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You're looking for your key
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Wandering thinking I was sleeping
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But stay calm
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I wanted to wait for you
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You are no longer welcome
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I just opened to ask you:
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Where are you coming from at this hour? |
Where have you been?
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You come with wrinkled clothes and messy hair!
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You forgot where your house is, and you forgot about me
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Take your memories and go, because I'm locked up
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Where are you coming from at this hour? |
Where have you been?
|
You come with wrinkled clothes and messy hair!
|
You forgot where your house is, and you forgot about me
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Take your memories and go, because I'm locked up
|
Where are you coming from at this hour? |
Where have you been?
|
You come with wrinkled clothes and messy hair!
|
You forgot where your house is, and you forgot about me
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Take your memories and go, because I'm locked up |