| I don’t care how great you are
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| Since the end of the road, well, it’s not too far
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| Oh, it’s only a matter of time, my love
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| I don’t care how cool you are
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| When there are no flaws you can make them up
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| Oh, it’s only a matter of time, my love
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| Time, my love
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| But still you’re standing there
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| With your arms crossed, and transparent thoughts
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| You’re such a silly boy, can’t you stop worrying?
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| It’s like you’re aging right before my eyes
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| A perfect match is what you’ve discerned
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| Well I think you’re right, because matches burn
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| And it’s only a matter of time, my love
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| So it won’t matter how gold we are
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| We’ll depreciate when the paint rubs off
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| Oh, it’s only a matter of time, my love
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| Time, my love
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| But still you’re standing there
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| With your arms crossed, and transparent thoughts
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| You’re such a silly boy, can’t you stop worrying?
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| It’s like you’re aging right before my eyes
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| It’s just a matter of time, before you’re younger than I am
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| It’s just a matter of time, ah
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| It’s just a matter of time, before it’s over and I am
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| It’s just a matter of time, ah |