| Here’s another sad song
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| Another cliché
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| Another circumstance
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| That just won’t seem to go away
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| Broken hearts man
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| Monday to Sunday
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| If you heart skips a beat
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| Isn’t that bad anyway?
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| Time will make it better
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| Isn’t that what they say
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| Well it’s been ages
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| And I’m still feeling the same
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| Why do things have to complicate?
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| No one takes the blame
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| Everything’s ok as long as you’re the one turning the page
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| Even though I love The Streets
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| I can’t «Dry My Eyes Mate»
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| Someone call Jamie T
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| Cause I need to find «Sheila» mate
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| Say the things I’d never say
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| Human interaction is something
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| That will always stay the same
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| Leave somebody full of hurt
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| And rage and hope they’ll be ok
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| And that they’ll somehow learn to change
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| And become a better person
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| Like they were in early days
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| I mean it’s fine for you
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| Cause you already made the decision
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| Once you had to get ready
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| Without me knowing any different
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| I can’t believe I didn’t see this coming
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| Where was my intuition?
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| Man, what the hell was I thinking?
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| Maybe then she’ll come back
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| And we can start again
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| Pick up where we left off
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| Stop me feeling this way
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| I don’t even care if this sounds cliché
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| And it couldn’t have meant all that
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| Because you dropped me in the chat
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| Three years went down in the DM’s |