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For all the times that |
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I apologized |
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With humbled head and weeping sighs |
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I find the times |
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I tried to hold the lie |
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With sweaty palms and knuckles white |
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I need you to say it. |
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Say it. I need you to say it... |
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The look on your face will betray it. |
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Say it... |
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For all the times |
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I knew the stakes were high |
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But shuffled feet and folded hands |
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I find the times |
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I tried to fight the tides |
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On slipping stone and shifting sand |
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I need you to say it. |
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Say it. I need you to say it... |
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The look on your face will betray it. |
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Say it... |
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This inconsistency goes away |
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When I can hear what you have to say |
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I need you to say it. |
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Say it. I need you to say it... |
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The look on your face will betray it. |
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Say it... |
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For all the times that |
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I apologized |
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With humbled head and weeping sighs |
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I find the times |
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I tried to hold the lie |
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With sweaty palms and knuckles white |
