| Well I guess you knew the dream was bursting at the seams
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| And it seems like a nightmare tonight
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| And that’s nothing new
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| It’s like a tip toe through the war zone
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| Just to let you know that everything is all right
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| Between me and you
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| We’re fools who get stuck needing more
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| So let’s try not to care anymore
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| Sometimes I hold out
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| When I should give in
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| Seems like it’s over and over again
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| This might be the end
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| When you’re just well intentioned it’s my reward
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| We’re tiptoeing closer and closer towards
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| What might be the end
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| Yeah, it might be the end
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| So there’s gotta be something I can say to
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| Make the telephone just ring away tonight
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| Because there’s nothing on
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| And even if it rang I bet it
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| Would probably make me regret it
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| 'Cause in hindsight I’ve never been wrong
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| We’re fools who get stuck needing more
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| So let’s try not to even the score
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| Sometimes I hold out
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| When I should give in
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| Seems like it’s over and over again
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| This might be the end
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| When you’re just well intentioned it’s my reward
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| We’re tiptoeing closer and closer towards
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| What might be the end
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| Yeah, it might be the end
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| Sometimes I hold out
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| When I should give in
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| Seems like it’s over and over again
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| This might be the end
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| When you’re just well intentioned it’s my reward
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| We’re tiptoeing closer and closer towards
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| What might be the end
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| It might be the end |