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Play the game of indecision |
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Come what may she knows it isn't just his voice on the line |
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One final time she hears thunder |
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Precious lies when she played her part |
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Still she tries, because hope dies hard with broken wings |
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She can feel the sting like a backhand over the telephone |
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In her eyes shimmers twilight, |
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Drivin' hard, it gives up the fight |
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And she fights it back |
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Knowing that the dam could break wide open |
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Burning down inside |
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Nobody wants to be lonely |
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Burning down inside |
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The harder they come, the harder she falls |
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To her face I show my arm |
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I walk away before I do more harm |
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And with the damage done |
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She won't know where to run or who to run to |
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Burning down inside |
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Nobody wants to be lonely |
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Burning down inside |
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The harder they come, the harder she falls |
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Turnin' like a spinning wheel |
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Dancin' on her head |
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Tries so hard to walk away |
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She falls in love instead |
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My head says |
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We should always go our own ways |
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never get too close when she can hear my heart |
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If she comes apart, I'll be waiting |
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Burning down inside |
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Nobody wants to be lonely |
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Burning down inside |
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The harder they come, the harder she falls |
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Burning down inside |
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Nobody wants to be lonely |
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Burning down inside |
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The harder they come, the harder she falls |
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Burning down inside |
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The harder she falls |
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Burning down inside |
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Burning down inside |
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The harder they come, the harder she falls |
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Burning down inside |
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Burning down inside |
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Burning down inside |
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The harder they come, the harder she falls... |
