| It was the first cold of October
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| When I knew you were gone for good
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| No longer a friend, no longer a lover
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| I shook from the chill and wept where you stood, oh
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| And that night wasn’t given to us
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| Even though we waited years
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| And that night wasn’t given to us
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| I turned on my light
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| Hoping to find you body blooming over me
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| All I saw was a shadow of your vacancy
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| I touched my lips to find a childish bliss
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| It had been taken by the woman who owned your kiss, oh
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| And that night wasn’t given to us
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| Even though we waited years
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| And the night wasn’t given to us
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| Love wasn’t designed for trust
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| Tension only brought us fear
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| Love wasn’t designed for us
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| Oh, I will burn the house down
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| And the jealousy, yeah
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| How it kills me
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| Oh, I will burn the house down
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| And the jealousy, yeah
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| How it kills me
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| I know it won’t happen for us today
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| But baby there is no such thing as too late
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| I know when you’re gone for good
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| Gone for good, gone for good, gone for good
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| I know it won’t happen for us today
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| But baby there is no such thing as too late
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| I know when you’re gone for good
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| Gone for good, gone for good, gone for good
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| And that night wasn’t given to us
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| Even though we waited years
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| And that night wasn’t given to us
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| And that night wasn’t given to us
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| Even though we waited years
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| And that night wasn’t given to us |