| A few pictures, two tickets, from a trip we took last year
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| A handful of memories, some still seem clear
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| A few regrets, a couple of melodies, that remind me of you
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| I could say that I won’t miss this, but that wouldn’t be the truth
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| There’s no one here to blame, and this is the only way
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| There’s nothing left for us, to say
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| It’s time to let you go, it’s what we have to do
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| It’s time to give this up, I think that we both knew
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| There’s nothing left to say, there’s nothing left to prove
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| And now it’s time to turn and walk away from
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| What’s left of me and you
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| What’s left of me and you
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| Box of letters, that old t-shirt, still brings me back to you
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| A few more hours in the day, not sure what I should do
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| There’s no one here to blame, and this is the only way
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| There’s nothing left for us to say
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| It’s time to let you go, it’s what we have to do
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| It’s time to give this up, I think that we both knew
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| There’s nothing left to say, there’s nothing left to prove
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| And now it’s time to turn and walk away from
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| What’s left of me and you
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| What’s left of me and you
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| You were the best thing I’ll ever give up
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| And it’s hard to see the truth
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| When you think you’re still in love
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| The only way to get on with my life
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| Is to say goodbye, so goodbye
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| It’s time to let you go, it’s what we have to do
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| It’s time to give this up, I think that we both knew
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| There’s nothing left to say, there’s nothing left to prove
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| And now it’s time to turn and walk away from
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| What’s left of me and you
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| What’s left of me and you
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| A few pictures, two tickets
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| From a trip we took last year
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| A handful of memories
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| Some still seem clear |