| I had to let you know,
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| That everyone back home
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| Passed on the word
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| Of where you went wrong.
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| So, from the deep south
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| Outside a Waffle House
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| I called to wish you well
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| And got your voice mail.
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| So let me know, if there’s something we can do
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| Cause we won’t bury you.
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| So, I heard the news
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| And your Get Up Kids tattoo’s
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| Means something new,
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| But the words still ring true.
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| Cause, we’ll all forgive you.
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| But you can’t forget,
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| That you know better than this.
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| Don’t end up like he did.
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| And I guess it’s none of my business
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| But I hope you’re well, old friend. |