| Did I meet you in the morning
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| I can never tell
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| We were coming down together
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| Sitting by the mission bell
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| I was overwhelmed with sadness
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| When I heard what you’d become
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| Maybe someone’s waiting for you
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| In a city further on from here, but
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| I’m not coming back for you
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| I’m not coming back for you
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| I’m not coming back for you
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| You were never really mine
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| And Erin’s in the corner
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| Sitting on a filthy floor
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| As another comes to see her
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| I can hear them through the door all night
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| Now we walk beside the water
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| As the sun begins to break
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| 20 miles outside Boston
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| I don’t see your face anymore, but
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| I’m not coming back for you
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| I’m not coming back for you
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| I’m not coming back for you
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| You were never really mine
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| Never really mine at all |