| You walked back into my life, not innocent but holy
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| We didn’t have to fall in love, we could have climbed down slowly
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| Can you feel the streets below us? |
| It’s a sick, sick town
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| And girl what grows up must come down
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| Don’t wait for me
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| Don’t wait for me
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| Don’t wait for me
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| Don’t wake up I won’t be home
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| True romantics sleep alone
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| I changed my clocks to your time and I let the jet lag set in
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| I know you feel uncomfortable in clothes you haven’t slept in
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| But they meant it when they said it, it’s a sick, sick town
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| And girl what grows up must come down
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| Are you down for tonight? |
| Down for whatever
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| Like nothing can break your heart
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| Is it him that you want or me that you want
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| Make up your mind I don’t have time for this
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| You’re still up, I’m impressed you’re a mess
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| Oh don’t wait up I won’t be home
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| True romantics sleep alone
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| Don’t wait for me
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| Don’t wait for me
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| Don’t wait for me
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| Don’t wake up I won’t be home
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| True romantics sleep alone
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| Rewind all your favourite songs
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| Remind yourself how it went wrong
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| Discuss the good times with your friends
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| You’ll never be nineteen again
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| Remember them for how they were
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| You’d kneel down and worship her
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| But now you’d barely recognise
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| Those cold and undead hollow eyes |