| Another lonely night in Amersterdam
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| And stars are coming out in waves
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| I miss my Miss America in Park Hotel
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| But I’m too stoned to call it a day
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| And when everything you wanted
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| Is to hide behind your eyes
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| And I’m locked in my hotel room
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| Turning over our goodbyes
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| I will write this down for you
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| So you can read it
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| I will hold my breath for you
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| Till I can’t feel it
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| Another lonely night in Amsterdam
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| And water’s moving through the sound
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| The blood is boiling in my veins
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| And the food I can’t keep down
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| And I don’t care if you don’t love me
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| And I don’t care if you don’t change
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| I could live inside the shadow that I cast for you
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| And the myth that you would stay
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| And I’ll be home before the morning comes
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| You won’t have to be alone
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| I will write this down for you
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| So you can read it
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| I will hold my breath for you
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| Till I can’t feel it
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| You don’t have to see me this way
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| Cause this way I’m okay
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| I will write this down, I will write this down
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| Oh love, I’m tangled up, again
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| Oh love, when does this twisting end?
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| When does this twisting end?
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| I will write this down for you
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| So you can read it
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| I will hold my breath for you
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| Till I can’t feel it
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| You won’t have to see me this way
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| Cause this way I’m okay
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| I will write this down for you
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| So you can read it |