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Maybe we got it all wrong |
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Wasting time pretending we're strong |
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Pull over the car to the side of the road |
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Let's talk it out under the cigarette glow |
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Maybe we were right all along |
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Stop looking now |
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One man's wine is another man's wine |
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Somebody's daughter reminds of somebody's bride |
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Even three words can hurt you sometimes |
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Maybe the cracks in the floor of heaven |
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Are the stars in the sky |
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Raise me up, let me trip in those boots |
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There's no such thing as a lover's heart |
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That ain't felt black and blue |
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Would rather we fight, use the words as our guns |
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To leave as the leader of an army of one |
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Maybe we were right all along |
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Stop looking down |
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One man's water is another man's wine |
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Somebody's daughter reminds of somebody's bride |
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Even three words can hurt you sometimes |
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Maybe the cracks in the floor of heaven |
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Are the stars in the sky |
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Maybe the cracks in the floor of heaven |
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Are the stars in the sky |
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Maybe life is just a road trip |
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Between hello and goodbye |
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So let's stop the wondering |
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See what's on the other side |
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Stop looking down |
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One man's water is another man's wine |
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Somebody's daughter reminds of somebody's bride |
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Even three words can hurt you sometimes |
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Maybe the cracks in the floor of heaven |
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Are the stars in the sky |
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Maybe the cracks in the floor of heaven |
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Are the stars in the sky |
