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Standing at the back door |
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She tried to make it fast |
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One tear hit the hard wood |
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It felt like broken glass |
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She said sometimes love slips away |
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And you just can't get it back |
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Let's face it |
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For one split second |
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She almost turned around |
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But that would be like pouring rain drops |
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Back into a cloud |
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So she took another step and said |
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I see the way out and I'm gonna' take it |
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I don't wanna' spend my life jaded |
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Waiting to wake up one day and find |
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That I've let all these years go by |
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Wasted |
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Another glass of whisky and it still don't kill the pain |
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So he stumbles to the sink and pours it down the drain |
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He says it's time to be a man and stop living for yesterday |
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Face it. |
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Cause' I don't wanna' spend my life jaded |
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Waiting to wake up one day and find |
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That I've let all these years go by |
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Wasted |
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Oh I don't wanna' keep on wishing, missing |
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But still every morning' the color of the night |
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I ain't spending no more time |
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Wasted |
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She kept drivin' along |
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Till the moon and the sun were floating side-by-side |
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He looked in the mirror and his eyes were clear |
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For the first time in a while |
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Hey, yeah, |
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Oh, I don't wanna' spend my life jaded |
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Waiting to wake up one day and find |
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That I've let all these years go by |
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Wasted |
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But still every morning' the color of the night |
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I ain't spending no more time |
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Wasted |
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Oh, I don't wanna' spend my life jaded |
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Waiting to wake up one day and find |
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That I've let all these years go by |
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Wasted |
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Yeah, yeah |
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Oh I don't wanna' keep on wishing, missing |
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But still every morning' the color of the night |
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I ain't spending no more time |
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Wasted |
