| Another place another time another twinkle in eyes caught between awkward
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| glances
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| In crowded social scenes, another breeding ground for apathy
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| To tire me into indifference
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| Now that I’m numb
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| To places I had run from
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| Know when you’re wrong
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| It’s cause you’re fallible, just like everyone
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| Just stuck between a lampshade and the drunk
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| Sentenced to an evening as the party entertainment’s prop
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| Oh but it’s only you that I am thinking of
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| Please return to me, cause it’s so…
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| So hard to take that I might break
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| I’m discovering that there’s so much to consider worthwhile
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| But most of all I’ve learned to hate that I’m still stuck on you
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| If time has taught us this much
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| It’s that honesty is the cornerstone of trust
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| Well to tell the truth I’m tired of watching clocks
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| Waiting for endings of evenings that never seem to stop. |
| Enough
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| In short I’ve come
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| Back to the places I had run from
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| You saw it all
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| Fall to pieces, now it’s so…
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| So hard to take that I might break
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| I’m discovering that there’s so much to consider worthwhile
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| But most of all I’ve learned to hate that I’m still stuck on you |