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I've seen the girl who'll pick up where I leave off |
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she's already smoothing her hands for the pictures |
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I've seen her sorting through my memories |
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what's sweet? what's bitter? she wants what I can't give her. |
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I've seen the girl who'll chew up what I bite off |
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she's devising a better mouth just to kiss you |
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any minute I'll have to surrender to her wishes |
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what to take and what to set free? I wonder if she'll miss me. |
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I've seen the girl who'll be brave when I run off |
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she's been picking her fights like she knows how to win them |
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and I've seen her sorting through my memories |
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what's sweet? what's bitter? she wants what I can't give her. |
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Every time I try to get out of her way, the day's full of kids |
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giving you the finger, and speeders gonna kill you on your tiny street |
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she wants to beat through all the hell and high water |
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threatening what she believes |
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that's when I know I should just drop everything and let her sing |
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she's a better version of me |
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I've seen the girl who'll remember what I lost |
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she has never forgotten a name or a punchline |
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she is the one that I have chosen |
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I'm lost but she's found |
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a better way to get 'round |
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I tell myself you're not a fool |
