| I find it hard, hard to let go And you are entitled to know
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| You have brought nothing else but bliss, a great deal of frustration,
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| a voluntary occupation
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| Driving me insane and off the wall
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| And we were free to choose each other
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| But now it seems like something other
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| So have you placed me where I stand?
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| We turned caring like a mother, afraid to lose each other
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| It got us this far
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| Now problems are:
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| I have no bags to pack, no suitcase waiting in the hall
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| You have no make-up, no stockings in my drawer
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| Oh, how did we forget? |
| How could we forget?
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| It’s easy to learn if you never regret
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| When you live in paranoia and you know she’s got you, oh yeah
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| You can’t leave until you know the truth
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| So for months you’re going nowhere
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| Until you seize the day and place yourself behind the steering wheel
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| Or you could end like you don’t want to, the opposite of what you planned to:
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| You can watch the ships when they’re abroad
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| Become a joke when people see you, cause it’s enough to please you
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| You got this far, step put of the car
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| I have no bags to pack, no suitcase waiting in the hall
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| You have no make-up, no stockings in my drawer
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| Oh, how did we forget? |
| How could we forget?
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| It’s easy to learn if you never regret
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| We’ll never learn in the future, this is it, seemingly I am sure
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| I know we haven’t been together now
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| It wasn’t meant to be this way so we’ll give it days and days and we’ll try to make it easy now
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| Once I believed we could approach this, now I have faith placed in the things
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| you call fate
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| In the things you call fate
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| In the things you call fate |