| I thought I could prove myself wrong
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| I was aimin' for the red light, hit the wall
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| I roll the dice, thinking it’s luck again
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| But I’m a sucker, I play it through to the end
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| There’s nothing I can show you if you just don’t wanna see
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| I’m skippin' through the tracks and you head for me
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| We used to live aside the same dream
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| And now I’m callin' you collect from reality
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| I’ve been shootin' all my arrows
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| In the wrong direction
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| I thought my aim was true
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| Love’s a moving target
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| There’s nowhere to go forward from here
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| All the lights burned out and I’m reachin' in the dark
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| You can’t think your way out of it this time
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| No, this one is a job for the heart
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| I’ve been shootin' all my arrows
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| In the wrong direction
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| I thought my aim was true
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| Love’s a moving target
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| I’ve been shootin' all my arrows
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| In the wrong direction
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| Now I’m standing at the crossroads, at the ending
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| I thought my aim was true
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| But love’s a moving target
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| Love’s a moving target
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| Love’s a moving target
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| Love’s a moving target |