| Can we call a truce? |
| We both have our truths
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| And I just wish this god damn mess…
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| We could try and play it cool when it’s going down
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| I don’t wanna fight
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| Can we call a truce? |
| We both have our truths
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| And I just wish this God damn mess…
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| We could try and play it cool
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| I don’t wanna fight, and lose you
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| I wrote a list of my demands, but I left it at a friend’s
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| I rehearsed a little speech, but the whole thing got too preachy
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| So it seems like I’m back on scratch again
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| I read a magazine last night, all our issues came to light
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| I memorised it piece by piece, but I guess it’s not that easy
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| Now it seems like I’m back on scratch again
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| And it seems like in all the fighting we’re losing sight
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| And it feels like all this time we once were tight
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| And it seems like we’re supposed to be side by side
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| All I wanna do is set things right
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| Can we call a truce? |
| We both have our truths
|
| And I just wish this God damn mess…
|
| We could try and play it cool
|
| I don’t wanna fight, I know I’m not right
|
| Can we call a truce? |
| We both have our truths
|
| And I just wish this God damn mess…
|
| We could try and play it cool
|
| I don’t wanna fight, and lose you
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| I met your ex and she advised, to wise up and to make nice
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| I always thought she was a bore, but then that’s another story
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| And I feel like I’m back on scratch again
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| And at this show the other night, I met your friend the skinny guy
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| I swear he tried to make a pass, I guess he never was too classy
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| And I feel like, I’m back on scratch again
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| And it seems like in all the fighting we’re losing sight
|
| And it feels like all this time we once were tight
|
| And it seems like we’re supposed to be side by side
|
| All I wanna do is set things right
|
| Can we call a truce? |
| We both have our truths
|
| And I just wish this God damn mess…
|
| We could try and play it cool
|
| I don’t wanna fight, I know I’m not right
|
| Can we call a truce? |
| We both have our truths
|
| And I just wish this God damn mess…
|
| We could try and play it cool
|
| I don’t wanna fight, and lose you
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| If we can’t reconcile then can we just not fight?
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| Every second that you’re gone I want you by my side
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| Another minute with you not around, I just might lose my mind
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| Was I wrong all the while or were you just not right?
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| We’re supposed to be side by side
|
| All I wanna do is set things right
|
| Can we call a truce? |
| We both have our truths
|
| And I just wish this God damn mess…
|
| We could try and play it cool
|
| I don’t wanna fight, I know I’m not right
|
| Can we call a truce? |
| We both have our truths
|
| And I just wish this God damn mess…
|
| We could try and play it cool
|
| I don’t wanna fight, and lose you |