| One more lonely trail
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| One more busted guardrail
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| One more safety net shot to hell
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| You’d have thought after the last time I’d have learned
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| to read the road signs
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| The maps, they are of no use
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| I’m blind
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| Your cab speeds away in the rain
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| But there’s a guest that’ll soon be showing up again
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| I recognize her all-too-familiar face
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| 'Cause here comes heartache
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| Who knows how we got this far
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| A black leather jacket and a fast car
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| Wasn’t it always written in the stars?
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| You’d have thought after such a common thing
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| The books and pills and the distractions
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| I’ve have found a way to start
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| Delivered your good-bye with many a tear
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| Academy Awards await you, dear
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| One for the best supporting break
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| Here comes heartache
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| It was your movie from the very start
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| You needed a lead, so I tried out for the part
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| Forgot all my lines, so I gave you my heart
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| I got a review that you wrote
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| Keep it in the pocket of an old coat
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| What am I supposed with any of this?
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| The whole thing hits like a tidal wave
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| The pain, the shame, the fear and the rage
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| When that wall hits the beach, and we break
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| Here comes heartache |