| Did you say what you wanted said?
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| And now you’re just putting the days to bed
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| Young actors want to play and play
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| And you’ll play, but you’re working
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| Call applicants and stole cornering them
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| We’re all waiting for the big day
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| If you feel crazy that you’re still crazy
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| It hasn’t happened for a few days
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| Well just wait
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| In hindsight you’re gonna wish you were here
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| You keep scratching at the old paint
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| But the wood is still there
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| And the room is still there
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| If you’re trying to feel the wind
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| Well that’s a window you’re pressed against
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| You never told me your secrets
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| So I guess they stayed safe with me
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| Tall orders from such small shoulders
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| And invitations on blue paper
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| But I’m bailing water and bailing water
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| 'cause I like the shape of the boat
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| You asked me and I told you
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| And you asked me and I told you and I told you
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| In hindsight you’re gonna wish you were here
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| You keep scratching at the old paint
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| But the wood is still there
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| And the room is still there
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| If you’re my anchor then I’m throwing you over the side
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| Before I have the time to say
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| I never wanted anyone this way
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| But I’m smoking cigarettes when no one else does
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| And if I hold you now will I be holding a snowball
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| When the season changes and I’m craving the sun?
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| Are you still training for the big race
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| By hoping the runners will die?
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| Churning the words of your disgrace
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| But it’s how you are when you’re down that counts
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| And you know we’re a good thing
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| It’s been a long time since you said
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| Put down your camera and let me ask you
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| Is this new move just to keep moving?
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| In hindsight you’re gonna wish you were here
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| You keep scratching at the old paint
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| But the wood is still there
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| And the room is still there
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| If I kiss you now like sun streaming in a tavern’s door
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| Would you wonder what I’m kissing you for? |