| When it’s over
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| And God knows as well as we it is
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| When we pack up and stack up
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| What’s hers and what’s his
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| When we make up
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| The stories that cover up the shame
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| They never will believe
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| We simply fell out of love
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| So one takes the bow one takes the blame
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| It won’t be easy
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| To throw away so many years and smile
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| But don’t feel guilty
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| We gave it our best for awhile
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| But the story we tell our friends
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| Must always be the same
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| Cause they never would believe
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| It was really no one’s fault
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| One takes the bow one takes the blame
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| One takes the bow one takes the blame
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| That’s the way you have to play the game
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| Your friends need someone
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| They can talk about and blame
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| And God forbid for my friends need the same
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| Ain’t that a shame
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| When we get lonely
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| And lonely we’ll get now and then
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| Just remember that somewhere
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| We both still have a friend
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| Love’s not forever
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| And ours went as gently as it came
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| So for all the years I’ve loved you
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| And you know I really loved you
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| You take the bow I’ll take the blame
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| You take the bow I’ll take the blame |