| All those empty reasons that we give ourselves
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| For going on or dying in your misty eyes
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| Floating on a boat that so filled with both our lives
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| We’ll never make the shore
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| I don’t wanna know about the whole affair
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| And you don’t wanna know about his pretty hair
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| Both of us would like that just pretend they weren’t there
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| But not anymore, not anymore
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| I don’t know what you are gonna do
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| But I decided I can make it on my own
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| I didn’t wanna be here, baby
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| When you got home sitting alone
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| But the five-thirty plane’s already gone
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| How long have we been waiting for the light to change?
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| Long enough to know that green is dubious
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| Long enough to know that there’s no sense to us
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| And the line is pretty long, yeah
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| I don’t wanna know about the sweet details
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| And you don’t wanna know how he and I can fail
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| This morning I don’t feel like driving any nails
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| You can have the floor, you can have the floor
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| I don’t know what you are gonna do
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| But I decided I can make it on my own
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| I didn’t wanna be here, baby
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| When you got home sitting alone
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| But the five-thirty plane’s already gone |