| At the start there you were
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| Two busted hearts in need of a spark
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| And it kick starts the bleeding
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| You made a point to feel again
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| And now you’re unraveling
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| Hey, I warned you
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| It’s a mess
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| She’s a hurricane and you are Florida
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| She’s California and you’re an earthquake
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| Hey, I told you
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| It’s a mess
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| She’s a hurricane and you are Florida
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| She’s California and you’re an earthquake
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| Now you’re face down in retrospective mud
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| The memories like knives
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| They cut you up
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| But we couldn’t stop it once it’s started
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| So we just watched the train
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| As it ran away and burst into flames
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| Hey, I warned you
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| It’s a mess
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| She’s a hurricane and you are Florida
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| She’s California and you’re an earthquake
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| Hey, I told you
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| It’s a mess
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| She’s a hurricane and you are Florida
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| She’s California and you’re an earthquake
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| Oh, the days go by
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| The love, the lust, the buzz that was reduced to dust
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| Could it be because it never was something more than just a void filling
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| feeling?
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| Nothing more
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| Nothing, nothing
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| Hey, I warned you
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| It’s a mess
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| She’s a hurricane and you are Florida
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| She’s California and you’re an earthquake
|
| Hey, I told you
|
| It’s a mess
|
| She’s a hurricane and you are Florida
|
| She’s California and you’re an earthquake
|
| Hey, I warned you
|
| It’s a mess
|
| She’s a hurricane and you are Florida
|
| She’s California and you’re an earthquake
|
| Hey, I told you
|
| It’s a mess
|
| She’s a hurricane and you are Florida
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| She’s California and you’re an earthquake |