| We had no business doing what we did
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| I was defacing buildings like a latchkey kid
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| We were fed up and busy on the losing bid
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| It was cheap and easy
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| But now I understand this common place
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| We have no point of entry, no protected space
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| But we stumbled in love
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| Oh, it’s a losing race
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| It was deep, believe me
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| But then I see you run
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| And with a brilliant stead
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| You got a fighter’s lines
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| You got a lion’s share
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| Over touch and groan
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| Oh listen, I don’t care
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| I never pictured you
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| I never placed you there but
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| I know that you’re in love with her
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| I can tell by the way you never touch her or look at her
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| I know that you’re in love with her
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| I can tell by the way you never touch her or look at her
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| And you get in all kinds of interests
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| Oh, oh and you get in all kinds of deep regret
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| Oh, you come in first and it’s so bittersweet
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| Relax, you have no ways to bore your tired feet
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| You had a piece of cheating
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| It’s not all you eat
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| It’s just, it’s half of winning
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| And I swear, I’d argue patience off a dying man
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| I would parade my virtues over open land
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| But I’d relax if only I could have what you have
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| But i can’t make new love
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| I’d take one hundred years to make a calm reserve
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| Then I’d scrape these wires over open nerve
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| Do we fall out basking in the glow of harm?
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| I remember trusting you with open arms but
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| I know that you’re in love with her
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| I can tell by the way you never touch her or look at her
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| I know that you’re in love with her
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| I can tell by the way you never touch her or look at her
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| And you get in all kinds of interests
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| Oh, oh and you get in all kinds of deep regret
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| From the silent beating of the autumn night
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| Caught a piece of memory and i gripped it tight
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| And it’s just my luck, oh yeah it’s just my luck you hang around
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| But then I felt it twist in little legs and feet
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| From a chrysalis, I got a tiny piece
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| And I let it go and now it’s just my love that hangs around
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| And there’s a ray of hope
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| You know, I’m sick of hate
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| I’m sick of losing sleep
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| I’m sick of sleeping late
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| When I tell myself that that’s a loser’s fate
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| I expose this life for all that I am:
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| Some jealous kid who would do the same if I believed in love
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| I don’t believe in love
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| I don’t believe in love
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| But you believe in love 'cause
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| I know that you’re in love with her
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| I can tell by the way you never touch her or look at her
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| I know that you’re in love with her
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| I can tell by the way you never touch her or look at her
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| And you get in all kinds of interests
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| Oh, oh and you get in all kinds of deep regret
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| Oh, oh
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| I’ll make a promise to be different in the future
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| When you undress your love
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| It’s not your fault
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| It’s human nature
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| It’s a shame |