| So you fell in love, and it wasn’t with me
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| Hey that’s fine, it’s about time I let go
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| But whatever curse you put here in me
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| Can you lift it, babe, before I hit the road?
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| You were a charmer, I was a heartbreak junky
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| You were a diamond, I was the heap of fool’s gold
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| You were the jet plane, I was a parachute failing
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| I was the cheap ad, when you were the centerfold
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| Then my sun set hard on Carolina
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| Where she howled about the Pender county line
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| And her six-string fingers ran the length of some boy’s body
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| In younger dreams, I thought that body might be mine
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| You were a cold crush, I was a heartbreak junky
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| Now you’re a mother, and I’m a flashback son
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| Yeah, I’m a wasteland, you’ve got all your milk and honey
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| And back then, I swore you were the only one
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| So disenchant me baby, I’ve been dying to know
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| How to give up, get out, stay gone
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| Make me not wanna go back to the girl that I had before
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| She was so sweet, baby, so sweet
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| Maybe I can reconcile what I ripped into
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| That haphazard, half-hearted love I was making with you
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| Yeah, I made it with you
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| But now the bars are closed, and the city sleeps tight
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| As I ramble home my wretched merry way
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| Where down was up, and feeling bad felt so right
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| I thought that vertigo was here to stay
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| We’re talking hellfire, but at the time it seemed funny
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| When all the demons left the woodwork to play
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| With an angel, and a heartbreak junky
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| Stuck in their rock-bottom masquerade
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| So disenchant me baby, I’ve been dying to know
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| How to give up, get out, stay gone
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| Make me not wanna go back to the girl that I had before
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| She was so sweet, baby, so sweet
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| Maybe I can reconcile what I ripped into
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| That haphazard, half-hearted love I was making with you
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| Yeah, I made it with you
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| So when Eden burns behind you in the rearview
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| And you’re off to find a stranger paradise
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| Where you can sing your own way out
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| Well, you know that I’ll be 'round
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| With a sweet talk woman fading slowly
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| On a lovesick mind |