| Box springs are stained with yellow pillows
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| Held our heads down
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| Holding the rain outside on the curb
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| Where I wasted half of your life
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| Both of our lifes.
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| Everything’s closer to the end but
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| I will get farther from you
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| Everything’s closer to the end but
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| I will get further from you
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| Your eyes are blue
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| But I cant see the colour hue
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| It’s been so dang long
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| God, I was wrong
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| I’m dead to you, you say we are friends but
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| What is a friend when there is a man who
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| Sleeps in your bed too
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| Everything’s closer to the end but
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| I will get farther from you
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| Everything’s closer to the end but
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| I will get further from you
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| I was wrong, I was wrong
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| I was wrong, I was wrong
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| Everything’s closer to the end but
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| I will get further from you
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| I will get further from you
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| I will get further from you
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| I will get further from you
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| I will get further from you |