| Oh, Rosie, won’t you visit me?
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| I’m in a bad way and I can’t seem to shake it
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| Remember the one with eyes like the sun?
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| It turns out I was wrong
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| I wish I could say it had gone my way
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| But instead I’ve just been waiting in vain
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| I keep playing the record forward and back
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| And it’s driving me mad
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| I was a fool to believe, too blind to see
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| I’m just a pawn in a game of catch and release
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| Every time he cut the line I thought I’d make it out alive
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| Till he reeled me in just to toss me back
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| And he did it with a smile
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| Oh, Rose, you know just what to say
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| It’s not like me to get this bent out of shape
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| But I was chasing a dream down a one way street
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| And now it’s out of sight
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| I guess some people don’t want the real thing
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| You wouldn’t recognize it if all you’ve seen
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| Is a photograph of a painting
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| On a pixelated screen
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| I was a fool to believe, too blind to see
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| I’m just a pawn in a game of catch and release
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| Every time he cut the line I thought I’d make it out alive
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| Till he reeled me in just to toss me back
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| And he did it with a smile
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| They said «Hold your tongue, save some face»
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| Keep the secrets to yourself
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| But it’s a man’s world and he got the last word
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| So I had to write it down
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| There’s a lesson to be learned in this
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| And that’s all he gave to me
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| Victory is learning how to bow-out gracefully
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| Don’t hold your breath
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| The future’s always hand in hand with fate
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| And part of growing up is knowing when to walk away
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| Every time you cut the line I thought I’d make it out alive
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| Till you reeled me in just to toss me back
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| And you did it with a smile
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| So I cut my ties, but won’t count the loss
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| The sun was bound to set
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| Now you get to be the fool
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| In a game where no one wins
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| It’s just a game where no one wins
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| It’s just a game where no one, game where no one
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| No one wins |