| Now you’re mad and leaving home
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| 'Cause you say there’s no one there for you to talk to
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| Isn’t it nice to go outside
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| When you know there is no place you have to walk to
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| You can live alone inside a crowded room
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| And it’s never, never too late, never too soon
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| Put on your frown to go downtown
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| You have come a long long way
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| Even though you have no idea where you’re going
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| You ain’t done a godamn thing all afternoon
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| Your confidence is sinking like a lead balloon
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| And it’s never, never too late, never too soon
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| I can’t come down I can’t come down
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| I can’t come down I can’t come down
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| I can’t go on I can’t go on
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| It’s not like I’m asking you to hold up the sky
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| All the things you held so high
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| Are you surprised to find that now they add to nothing
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| Now you’re growing old and bored
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| Do you think that maybe you could teach me something
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| There is nothing that you really can assume
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| And it’s never, never too late, never too soon
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| Now you’re mad I know you’re mad
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| Now you’re mad I know you’re mad
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| Why don’t you just tell someone
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| It’s not like you’re the only one
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| It’s not like I’m asking you to hold up the sky
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| I can teach you how to drive
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| You can teach me how to lie
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| Hush my darling don’t you cry
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| This could be your lullaby |