| I thought I was over you
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| I’d put out the flame
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| Said tonight will be different
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| I wouldn’t need to play your game
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| I walk past your tower block
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| Saw her flick in the blinds
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| I said tonight will be different
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| And that I won’t come back
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| Here I am
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| Running up the seventh floor
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| Knocking the eleventh door
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| I’m sick of trying
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| I’m sick of trying
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| Baby could you love me some more
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| Baby could you love me some more
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| Told myself I was a prisoner
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| And I’d broken my chains
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| That I could be anyone
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| I’d run a thousand miles away
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| And I imagine the miracle
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| Or Somewhere is far
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| Someplace where these memories
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| They couldn’t cut my heart
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| Here I am
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| Running up the seventh floor
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| Knocking the eleventh door
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| I’m sick of trying
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| I’m sick of trying
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| Baby could you love me some more
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| Baby could you love me some more
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| Baby could you love me some more
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| Cause I’m going out my head here, darling
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| Going out my head here, darling
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| Going out my head, Oooh
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| Here I am
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| Running up the seventh floor
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| Knocking the eleventh door
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| Saying what I’ve said before
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| Baby could you love me some more
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| Baby could you love me some more |