| Blowin' off yesterday
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| Maybe she’ll call you tomorrow?
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| Sitting in a car that you borrowed
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| Do you really know what you are after?
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| Happily ever after?
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| Another bleak empty month in the trash
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| You don’t know what
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| What you’re missing
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| You don’t know what
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| An old ass claim to fame
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| Champion of a video game
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| Don’t ever hit the gas instead of the brakes
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| Twenty thousand miles with no mistakes
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| It’s yet another chapter filled with
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| A whole lotta nothin' goin on
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| I don’t want to be the one who’s missing all the fun
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| Why so lonely? |
| You so scared you run, you run, you run
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| You don’t know what
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| What you’re missing
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| You don’t know what
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| What you’re missing
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| Hanging on to the short nd of the stick
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| Hanging to the things that make you sick
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| You only gt one chance to live
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| Is this the last exit to Brooklyn?
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| Is this the last exit to Berlin?
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| Is this the last exit to Ca-na-da?
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| I don’t want to be the one who’s missing all the fun
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| Why so lonely? |
| You so scared you run, you run, you run
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| I’m afraid to leave the house
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| ‘Cause I might just meet someone
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| And I really I really can’t stand anybody, anybody getting near me
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| I’m paranoid, I’m paranoid, I’m freaking out, I’m paranoid
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| I’m paranoid, I’m so annoyed that I’m paranoid
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| I’m freaking out, I’m paranoid
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| I don’t want to be the one who’s missing all the fun
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| Why so lonely? |
| You so scared you run, you run, you run
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| You can wake up maybe? |
| Can’t be lazy, sleeping all day long
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| Even Mary, Mary, quite contrary, wants to come long |