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Every night you go to bed crying. |
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There's nothing left to do when love is dying. |
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So before the whole world knows how we're hurtin, |
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Don't you think it's time we pulled the curtains |
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So many times I talked you out of leavin'. |
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And so many times you've tried to fight the feeling. |
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I guess we've tried and failed once too often. |
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Now the suitcase down the hallway does the talking |
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That just about does it, don't it, |
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That'll just about kill it, won't it |
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Maybe we should call a truce, |
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We could but what's the use? |
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That just about does it, don't it. |
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It's sad to think that words could come between us. |
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And what I said, God knows, I didn't mean it. |
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It's time we realized this time it's over. |
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It's tearing us apart to stay together. |
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And that just about does it, don't it, |
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That'll just about kill it, won't it |
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Maybe we should call a truce, |
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We could but what's the use? |
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That just about does it, don't it. |
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Maybe we should call a truce, |
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We could but what's the use? |
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That just about does it, don't it. |
