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Plastic shoes |
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Empty in the hall |
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Well, I gathered the news |
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That you'd gone after all |
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Whats left is this: |
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And from what I can recall |
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Theres something I've missed |
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And I have seen it all |
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You caught me drawn in the |
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Bathroom mirror |
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And said I looked a little older |
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Walking along on a beach at dawn |
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With your head upon my shoulder |
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In your plastic shoes |
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Broken and used on me |
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And what have we been through? |
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Are you watching alone |
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The same film I'm tuned to? |
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Do you still cry |
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When the doctor gives her the news? |
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Theres a big black bag of belts and hats |
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You wore to other weddings |
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A broken chain and a picture frame |
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That once held us together |
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I put out these shoes that I helped you choose |
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And I bolted all the doors |
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So they won't walk back........ |
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Those plastic shoes |
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Oh you looked so good |
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That was all you wore |
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When I really understood |
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Some things need summer weather |
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Others want the dark |
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Some things work well together |
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But still keep falling apart |
