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She didn't mean to deceive you, believe me |
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But sometimes the hardest part is conceiving |
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The good intentions that you had |
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Now only came to this |
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And although she saw the mark |
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The arrow missed |
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It isn't exciting reciting the stories |
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Of kind words turned hurting when routine get boring |
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Both getting tired of punk rock clubs |
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And both playing in punk rock bands |
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The start was something good |
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But some good things must end |
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And she said, "It could never survive |
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With such differing lives |
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One home, one out on tour again |
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We may never come back |
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The strike of a match |
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The candle's buring at both ends." |
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And now she knows too much |
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And I'm too f**ked up |
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It's awkward trying to make my move |
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I'll pretend that I'm fine |
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Show up right on time |
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But I know I'll never be that cool |
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I never wanted to hold you back |
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I'm just trying to hold on |
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But my chance is gone |
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I know / just where / I stand / a boy |
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Trapped in the body of a man and |
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I'll take what you're willing to give |
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And I'll teach myself to live |
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With a walk-on part of a background shot |
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From a movie I'm not in |
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She's so important |
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And I'm so retarded |
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And now I realize |
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I should have kissed you in L.A. |
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But I drove home all alone |
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As if I had a choice, anyway |
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Where are you coming from? |
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What are you running from? |
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Is it so hard to see? |
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And if you're feeling scared |
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Remember the time we shared |
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You know it meant everything (everything) |
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You know that it meant everything to me |
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You know that it meant everything to me |
