| Why are you coming back again?
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| Why are you seeing the same old friends?
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| Why are you coming around?
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| Don’t you see it’s the same old thing?
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| The same sad news that I had to bring
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| To everyone in town
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| We both know that people come and go
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| You’ll second guess, no regrets
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| It’s alright 'cause good friends never die
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| Even if we make our mothers cry
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| Why are you turning your back again?
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| Don’t rely on the simple things
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| If you could, you’d never try
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| So don’t keep singing the same old songs
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| 'Cause the prases are all out on loan
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| And it makes our mothers cry
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| We both know that people come and go
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| You’ll second guess, no regrets
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| It’s alright 'cause good friends never die
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| Even if we make our mothers cry
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| Please don’t be shocked now
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| Sometimes we fall out, but we’ll get back now
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| 'Cause what we’ve got will set you free
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| These time are getting tight again
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| Spent everything but my last red cent
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| And it seems I’ve hit the ground again
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| Is your face dry 'cause facing you is hard enough
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| And facing truth is in our blood
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| And this is getting serious, so please don’t cry
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| We both know that people come and go
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| You’ll second guess, no regrets
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| It’s alright 'cause good friends never die
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| Even if we make our mothers cry |