| I know that you’re not ok
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| But I’ve been doing my best to help
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| And at the same time I’ve been desperately trying
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| To reinvent myself
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| Are you thinking like I am
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| And does it keep you awake at night?
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| How you could use a real man
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| I bet you’re sick of little boys
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| I’m getting sick of saying words
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| And you always see things for the worst
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| I’m getting tired of watching your eyes glaze over
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| When I try to explain myself
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| 'Cause any less will just never do
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| When you need someone like I need you
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| I’ll make you miss everything we had
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| If you can see past my attention span
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| I can never stay in the same place
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| 'Cause I’m afraid of being known
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| And I’ve got so much left to tell you
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| But there’s so much that you’ll never know
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| And I keep pushing you away
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| And I know one day that you’ll go
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| Leave me with the emptiness that I made
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| And I’ll die waiting by the phone
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| And if I make it out of my room
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| I’ll look for you
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| I hear you picked a moving day
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| And I picked the wrong day for cold feet
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| I tried this once before
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| And it took everything I had from me
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| Against better judgement I’d start again
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| And find someone that I could call a friend
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| The only person that I know
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| Who loves me
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| That doesn’t have to
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| I can never stay in the same place
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| 'Cause I’m afraid of being known
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| And I’ve got so much left to tell you
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| But there’s so much that you’ll never know
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| And I keep pushing you away
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| And I know one day that you’ll go
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| Leave me with the emptiness that I made
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| And I’ll die waiting by the phone
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| And if I make it out of my room
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| I’ll look for you
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| Fuck it let’s get married and we’ll run away together
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| We’ll have tiny little jobs
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| And a city apartment
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| And I’ll never have to say goodbye again
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| As long as the city Summer breeze
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| Blows through those white curtains
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| Fuck it let’s get married and we’ll run away together
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| We’ll have tiny little jobs
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| And a city apartment
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| And I’ll never have to say goodbye again
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| As long as the city Summer breeze
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| Blows through those white curtains |