| I never thought I could live here on my own
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| But then I guess everybody’s got to live somewhere
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| Four tins of paint made this our home
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| Oh I got less on the walls than I got in my hair
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| When we moved in here the dog was still a pup
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| Oh do you remember the time he chewed those curtains that we found?
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| I laughed the day you put them up
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| The day you left I tore them down
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| Don’t laugh, don’t even sigh
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| I touched your skin last night
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| But your half of the bed was empty
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| So I guess I must have dreamt it
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| I don’t know why
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| Don’t laugh, don’t even try
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| I touched your skin last night
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| I didn’t fall asleep 'til morning
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| And then the next day I couldn’t stop yawning
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| Oh how I try
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| These bedroom walls are paper thin
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| You took a side in every neighbours' row
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| And those kids next door make such a din
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| But sitting here it seems ever so quiet now |