| You cross the schoolyard with your head held down
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| And walk the streets under the breaking cloud
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| With a 100 futures cascading out
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| It’s complicated
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| You think of love as just a memory
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| A fog that smothers you, its hard to breathe
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| But when you’re on your own that’s when you’re free
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| You’re three years older
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| And you’ll always be now
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| I can feel you more than you really know
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| I will love you more than I’ll ever show
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| There was a time when someone seemed to care
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| A tourist in your bed you left him there
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| You found a simple life with no-one to share
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| It’s not complicated
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| You make a list of all your big regrets
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| You share with people that you never met
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| You slowly move towards the medicine chest
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| You’re three years older
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| And you’ll always be now
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| I can feel you more than you really know
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| I will love you more than I’ll ever show
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| You only have to say
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| And the world will slip away
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| From you…
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| Shame on you for getting older every day
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| This place is not for you so why do you still stay?
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| You’re standing with the other fuckers in the rain
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| Life is not some sinecure for you to claim
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| You have to pay
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| I can feel you more than you really know
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| I will love you more than I’ll ever show
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| You only have to say
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| And the world will slip away
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| From you… |