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Well, I guess you knew the dream |
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Was bursting at the seams |
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And it seems like a nightmare tonight |
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And that's nothing new |
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It's like a tip toe through the war zone |
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Just to let you know that everything is all right |
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Between me and you |
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We're fools who get stuck, needing more |
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So let's try not to care anymore |
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Sometimes |
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I hold out when |
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I should give in |
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Seems like it's over and over again |
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This might be the end |
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When you're just well intentioned, it's my own reward |
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We're tiptoeing closer and closer towards |
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What might be the end, yeah, it might be the end |
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So there's gotta be something |
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I can sayTo make the telephone just ring away tonight' |
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Cause there's nothing on |
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And even if it rang, |
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I bet itWould probably make me regret it' |
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Cause in hindsight, |
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I've never been wrong |
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We're fools who get stuck, needing more |
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So let's try not to even the score |
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Sometimes |
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I hold out when |
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I should give in |
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Seems like it's over and over again |
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This might be the end |
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When you're just well intentioned, it's my own reward |
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We're tiptoeing closer and closer towards |
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What might be the end, yeah, it might be the end |
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Sometimes |
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I hold out when |
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I should give in |
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Seems like it's over and over again |
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This might be the end |
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When you're just well intentioned, it's my own reward |
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We're tiptoeing closer and closer towards |
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What might be the end, it might be the end |
