| I’m out on this ledge
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| With my hands out stretched
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| My feet together
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| I’ve reached my tether
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| Take a deep breath
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| My cheeks get redder
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| The pavement will spell it I don’t need no letter
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| I gambled everything and now I’ve got nothing
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| If I was watching, I’d probably take odds on me jumping
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| I shuffle to the edge, I’m fifty story’s up And I think this is the end, 'cos I think I wanna jump
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| Would someone please…
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| Will they call my home and
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| Say I won’t be back again
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| Will they call my home and
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| Say I won’t be back again
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| Will they call my home and
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| Say I won’t be back again
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| Will they call my home and
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| Say I won’t be back again
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| Now I know by my standards
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| That’s loads of by-standers
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| I look down and see the crowd talking in sign language
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| In the wind my tie’s flapping
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| I can see lights flashing
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| I feel my tears stick to my eye-lashes
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| There’s no going back on this look s like I’m still jumping
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| I’ve done the mathematics on it like good will hunting
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| And all I can hear in my head is unchained melody
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| Which is strange 'cos I never fell in love with anybody
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| I left some funeral money and cleaned my flat
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| Plus a note with the neighbor asking her to clean my flat
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| I got summer time butter-flies 'cos winters waiting for me It’s a starry night like vincent painted it for me The bachelor
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| Who never asked for anything spectacular
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| I hope they have to peel me off the pavement with a spatchelor
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| I’m about to risk everything and I’ve never felt happier
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| Yet I’ve never felt angrier
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| My name is the gambler
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| Would someone please…
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| Will they call my home and
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| Say I won’t be back again
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| Will they call my home and
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| Say I won’t be back again
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| Will they call my home and
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| Say I won’t be back again
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| Will they call my home and
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| Say I won’t be back again… |