| If you were still around,
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| You’d tell me I’m different, since the last time you called me out
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| I’d put you down, I’d tell you it’s a waste of time to keep you by my side.
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| If you were still around, I swear, we would sit and stare, we would be nowhere.
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| And to this day I look for what it’s going to take, to just let things be…
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| Still today I wonder is it you or me who should feel guilty…
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| I’m pulling, I’m pushing, I’m putting it out of my mind.
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| … thought that I had said goodbye
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| If you were still around,
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| You’d tell me that you’re sorry, but you don’t know what you’re sorry about
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| I’d keep to myself, keep you guessing, make you question
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| If it’s ever going to work itself out.
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| If you were still around, I swear, we would sit and stare, we would be nowhere.
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| Yeah, it still haunts me… |