| Come on, Ramona, hurry up and find me Cuz I can’t keep hiding underneath here for long
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| I see, I hope my eyes won’t lie to me Cuz they can and they have and I’d hate
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| To be the one who’s at fault
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| If you know, if you know then you should tell me If you’re changing, don’t let me be the last to know
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| We can have a talk and resolve
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| Or we can learn to walk and then crawl
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| Oh we wouldn’t be the first
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| Oh-oh oh-oh
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| (Where to? Where to?)
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| If everything’s changing, where do we go now?
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| Oh where do we go now?
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| (Where to? Where to?)
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| Now that everything’s said, what will we say now?
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| Oh what will we say now?
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| Well, I come back to you again
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| And it hurts me, you know
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| And it hurts you, you know
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| You don’t ever give thought
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| My unfeeling, slicing opinions
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| Aren’t final or quite what they should be I like to get sick honey, when I’m laid out at home
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| I can find new ways of viewing how I’ve been alone
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| If you see me, well you see me just where I am
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| I like to break-neck honey, and get there fast
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| Never minded that much 'bout how to make things last
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| If you’re worried, you can worry right away from me Wish I could keep my havings down to a, a minimum
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| I’ve seen the folks sleeping and it looks like fun
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| Do we feel it, oh, the feelings that those folks have?
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| I like to smooth out showy like a dirty joke
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| I was always someone else and I was never at home
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| If I visit, I know you’ll make me want to stay
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| I’ll tell you all I get from it and I’ll put it on the line
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| Maybe I’ll get a medal, maybe I’ll be fine
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| Either way I’m depending on the circumstance
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| And I come back to you again
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| And it hurts me, you know
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| And it hurts you, you know
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| You don’t ever give thought
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| My unfeeling slicing opinions
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| Aren’t final or quite what they should be |