| I’m a little bit undecided what I should do with my life
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| Can’t seem to get this motor started but I’ll be all right, said I’ll be all
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| right
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| I’m always just out of focus in the pictures on your wall
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| Wore a mask with a hundred faces in a hundred different homes
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| And I’m still waiting for your call
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| But the phone won’t ring and the silence sings
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| We collide, all the time, you and I, in my mind, in my mind
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| We couldn’t light the spark
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| That kept us from the dark
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| The ricochet that wounds
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| Is the time left between us
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| And I pretend he’s you
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| You ripped my heart in two
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| The ricochet that wounds
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| Is the time left between us?
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| Still a little bit undecided staring at these empty walls
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| Picture you in the same position smiling slightly at it all
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| You’re still waiting for my call?
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| But the phone won’t ring and the silence sings
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| We collide, all the time, you and I, in my mind, in my mind
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| We couldn’t light the spark,
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| That kept us from the dark
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| The ricochet that wounds
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| Is the time left between us
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| And I pretend he’s you
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| You ripped my heart in two
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| The ricochet that wounds
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| Is the time left between us
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| The ricochet that wounds is the time left between us
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| Is the time left between us?
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| Is the time left between us?
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| The ricochet that wounds is the time left between us
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