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We were driving alone |
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To the sounds of |
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The radio, singing out the same old girl |
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But you got it all wrong |
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I'd scream the lines you're singing |
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Because I know what its like to be, |
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To be all those thing (To be all those things) |
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You hated. |
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I can pretend that I am okay |
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When okay means I'm not |
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I can believe my worlds still standing |
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Even when its torn apart. |
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I can pretend that I am okay |
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If okay means I'm not |
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I GOTTA GET THIS OUTTA MY HEAD |
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I spent my friday's alone, |
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To the sound of.. |
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The broken pieces Where my heart once stood a chance. |
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To beat to your song. |
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I'd run the states your walking. |
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I'd fight harder, |
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Yet I'd kill the man |
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Who tries to take |
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(who tries to take) |
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You from me |
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I can pretend that I am okay |
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When okay means I'm not |
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I can believe my worlds still standing |
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Even when its torn apart. |
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I can pretend that I am okay |
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If okay means I'm not |
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(WHOA-OH-OAH) |
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I can pretend that I am okay |
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When okay means I'm not |
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I can believe my worlds still standing |
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Even when its torn apart. |
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I can pretend that I am okay |
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If okay means I'm not |
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I can believe my worlds still standing |
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Even when its torn apart. |
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(when its torn apart) |
