| It don’t pay to try
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| All the wiseguys know
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| It doesn’t mean you have to try
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| Even if you never ever know
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| Sometimes feeling so cold and alone
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| Walking the streets when you could be home
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| I don’t mean to be hard to you when I say
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| I can’t believe you’re still around today
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| Feeling so restless down here
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| Just like beating your head against the wall
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| Go, try to knock some sense into your head
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| Just be careful where you fall
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| Just a bastard kid
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| You made yourself a name
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| 'Cause you were living on the run
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| You and me feel somewhat the same
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| You can’t put your arms around a memory
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| You can’t put your arms around a memory
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| You can’t put your arms around a memory
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| Don’t try
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| Don’t try
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| Now, all the scars, they still show
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| Even though they’re so, so old
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| They’ll always be here to let you know
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| It don’t pay to try
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| All the wiseguys know
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| It doesn’t mean you have to try
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| Even if you never ever ever know
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| You can’t put your arms around a memory
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| You can’t put your arms around a memory
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| You can’t put your arms around a memory
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| Don’t try
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| You can’t put your arms around a memory
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| You can’t put your arms around a memory
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| You can’t put your arms around a memory
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| Don’t try
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| You can’t put your arms around a memory
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| You can’t put your arms around a memory
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| You can’t put your arms around a memory
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| You can’t put your arms around a memory
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| You can’t put your arms around a memory |