| At times we live alone with our love
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| You’re so polite and prim
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| I wonder who stepped off that train
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| Your kiss lands painfully far from home
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| Fails to resuscitate the good old state of you and I
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| At times we live alone with our love
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| So naked to the touch
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| But you’ve yet to remove your gloves
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| Your physical incarnation showed up
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| But I can’t locate your heart
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| Achilles heels across my sleeves
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| I wanna come home
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| But I’m the guy you keep on trying
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| To commit to a crime
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| Try ‘I love you', try ‘get angry'
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| Try ‘go fuck off', ‘call a friend'
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| Try again, till the end
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| At times we live alone with our love
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| You’re not the first to find you need a lifetime of your own
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| Our love assembled such a mill in me
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| Now I must reconcile this obsolete machinery
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| I wanna come home
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| But I’m the guy you keep on trying
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| To commit to a crime
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| Please, I love you, try get angry
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| Try go fuck off or call a friend
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| Try again, till the end
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| Could swear I belonged to you
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| Could swear I was wrong about you too
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| Could swear I no longer long for you
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| I may never come home
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| Cause I’m the guy you keep on trying
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| To commit to a crime
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| Try ‘I love you', try ‘get angry'
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| Try ‘go fuck off', ‘call a friend'
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| Try again, till the end
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| At times we live alone with our love
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| At times we live alone with our love |