| Is it too much to ask to never see your face
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| And if we cross paths, we can look the other way?
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| I wear short sleeves, I learned the hard way
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| That you should keep your heart locked up in a safe
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| Is it too much to think that we could move on
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| Go all the way around to the start of it all
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| When you were just you and I was just me?
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| Don’t wanna go back to the shit in between
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| But since we’re standing face to face
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| There’s nothing left to say but
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| It’s good to see you again
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| The very same mouth on the very same head
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| That told me in a hundred years when we’re both dead
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| You would still never wanna see me again
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| So thank God we’re with all of our friends
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| 'Cause I’d hate to have to deal with all the shit that we said
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| 'Cause you could say «I'm sorry» in English, Spanish, and French
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| Still, I’d never wanna see you again
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| Is it too much to try to make it through the night
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| Without causing a scene or getting into a fight?
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| I wasn’t prepared to look into your eyes
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| The same brown circles that told me all those lies, no
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| But since we’re standing face to face
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| There’s nothing left to say but
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| It’s good to see you again (Ooh, ooh)
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| The very same mouth on the very same head
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| That told me in a hundred years when we’re both dead
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| You would still never wanna see me again
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| So thank God we’re with all of our friends
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| 'Cause I’d hate to have to deal with all the shit that we said (Ooh, ooh)
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| 'Cause you could say «I'm sorry» in English, Spanish, and French
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| Still, I’d never wanna see you again
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| You asked me how I’ve been
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| You asked me how I’ve been
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| You asked me how I’ve been
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| But you don’t really wanna know
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| You asked me how I’ve been
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| You asked me how I’ve been
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| You asked me how I’ve been
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| But you don’t really wanna know
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| It’s good to see you again
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| The very same mouth on the very same head
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| That told me in a hundred years when we’re both dead
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| You would still never wanna see me again, no
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| So thank God we’re with all of our friends
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| 'Cause I’d hate to have to deal with all the shit that we said
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| 'Cause you could say «I'm sorry» in English, Spanish, and French
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| Still, I’d never wanna see you again |