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There are a lot of things you never say |
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I read between the lines |
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I admit at times |
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I've been unclear |
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I'm coming clean |
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This time next year |
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They say the more you love |
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The less you know |
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And there are places we should never go |
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And things |
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I should not have to know about |
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Call it in the air |
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Stop pretending like you care |
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Just take it all |
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Or leave it there |
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But just call it in the air |
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We were stuck together |
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Like two kids caught in a fire |
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We were stubborn |
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Or too stupid |
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Or too scared |
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To get out |
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So what can |
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I say? What can |
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I say? I can't think of one good reason |
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To get up and walk away |
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Call it in the air |
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Stop pretending like you care |
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Just take it all |
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Or leave it there |
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But just call it in the air |
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You're so in love |
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But can't commit |
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You're so in love |
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But can't commit |
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Call it in the air |
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Stop pretending like you care |
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Just take it all |
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Or leave it there |
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But just call it in the air |
