| I used to know all of your secrets and your girlfriends too
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| I’d memorized the words to «Up The Junction» backwards
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| Your smile had faded still I held on to our best ideas
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| I never knew that I’d be paralyzed by your words
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| You keep skipping stones at my heart
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| The conversation turns and I don’t feel smart
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| When everyone around us chooses sides
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| The tiny moments linger and I just realized
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| Despite the fleeting fame you may afford us
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| I won’t miss you Anacortes
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| I cut the emblem from the Pennsylvania first state flag
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| And now it’s looking like a heavy metal t-shirt
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| I’m not saying heavy metal was a bad idea
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| I’m just thinking bout when you and I would fake flirt
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| Your coat was lined with fleece and promises
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| A checklist of the exits and the fire escapes you missed
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| The hesitation grew and split the seams
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| Too early for the queue but still it’s later than it seems
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| Despite the fleeting fame you may afford us
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| I won’t miss you Anacortes
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| The air around us it was frozen with the night’s kiss curl
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| Words were missing and we hadn’t thought to fake them
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| The radio was playing ‘Honesty' and ‘Uptown Girl'
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| You never knew the rules enough to even break them
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| You always chose the lens and found the scratch
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| The caption and the photo we agreed would never match
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| I’d seen the grave indifference in your eyes
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| I hope you’re still remembered when the death of glitter dies
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| Despite the fleeting fame you may afford us
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| I won’t miss you Anacortes |