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You crash out on his side |
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All is quiet, all is calm |
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The air thick with stale smoke, |
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Your cheap perfume and alcohol |
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And although you know you need him |
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Like a stake through your heart |
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You think it's worse to stay apart |
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Cause it's the last day of summer, |
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And it will hurt you more than most |
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Cause you're still trying to mine for memories in a ghost |
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Yeah, it's the last day of summer |
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And you know you're not supposed, |
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But you're still trying to mine for memories in a ghost |
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You're absence makes no sense, |
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just a constant state of suspense |
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And although you both know |
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The bubble might burst as soon as you meet |
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Another false start, rather than to stay apart |
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Cause it's the last day of summer, |
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And it will hurt you more than most |
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Cause you're still trying to mine for memories in a ghost |
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Yeah, it's the last day of summer |
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And you know you're not supposed, |
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But you're still trying to mine for memories in a ghost |
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It's the last day of summer |
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And you know you're not supposed |
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You're still trying to mine for memories in a ghost |
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It's the last day of summer |
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It's the last day of summer |
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It's the last day of summer |
