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And the rain falls down in sheets of blue and gray. |
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Where did the Sun go, where's my summer's day? |
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And everyone's in love, oh everyone but me. |
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Everyone's got someplace they have to be. |
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And everybody's on their own every single day |
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They wanna tell you otherwise but don't know what to say. |
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And I can tell you something which I know this much is true. |
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And everybody earns a little less than what they say |
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They're all saving pennies just to last a day. |
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And I can tell you something which I know this much is true. |
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Oh she lives in a world tucked inside her head |
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Crying every night before she goes to bed |
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And he's leaving here tomorrow, or so he says |
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Living on his sorrow, but he'll forget tomorrow. |
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And everybody's on their own every single day |
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They wanna tell you otherwise but don't know what to say. |
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And I can tell you something which I know this much is true. |
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And everybody earns a little less than what they say |
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They're all saving pennies just to last a day. |
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And I can tell you something which I know this much is true. |
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This much is true, this much is true, I know this much is true. |
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This much is true. |
