| See the thing about hometowns
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| People dying just to stick around
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| But I was never good at settling down
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| I’m just sipping this Manhattan
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| And I’m thinking about your laughing
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| And how everything can’t stay
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| And I don’t believe in stars
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| Say you show up on occasion
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| Maybe the weekend we should meet
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| Maybe it ain’t in the cards
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| Cause I don’t believe in stars
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| And I’m so far and I’m scared
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| No one else can make you care
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| Don’t spare us the details
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| See my life is an awkward phase
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| My happiness don’t translate
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| Call me up when you feel the same
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| Say you don’t believe in stars
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| Say you don’t believe in stars
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| I don’t believe in stars
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| At least not that kind
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| The ones we look up to
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| They don’t need shining
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| And we don’t believe in stars
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| That don’t even try
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| They just show up at night
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| Don’t even know it’s dark
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| Don’t believe in stars |