| Cross-legged, sitting in your mum’s kitchen
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| My word’s missing, and I like the way you sing
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| And I like the way you think 'bout the weather forecast
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| 'Cause this summer won’t last
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| Ripped photographs, whisper secrets to the wind
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| This is a battle I won’t win
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| You’ll go and I’ll know
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| I owe you all the love you showed me I deserved
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| The gold that I was worth
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| You built me up like architecture
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| Boy, you’ll break my heart, I’ll let ya
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| 'Cause no one nowhere knows me better than you
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| Your bags are packed, my words are stacked
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| Towers of paperbacks with all that I won’t say
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| The dreams we used to make
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| Now your train ticket takes my breath with it
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| But you’re the biggest and the brightest that this place has ever made
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| And I can’t ask you stay
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| You’ll go and I’ll know
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| I owe you all the love you showed me I deserved
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| The gold that I was worth
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| You built me up like architecture
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| Boy, you’ll break my heart, I’ll let ya
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| 'Cause no one nowhere knows me better than you
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| You were borrowed, now I’m blue
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| Oh, nobody new could be better than you
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| You’ll go and I’ll know
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| That I owe you all the love you showed me I deserved
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| The gold that I was worth, oh
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| You’ll go and I’ll know
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| I owe you all the love you showed me I deserved
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| The gold that I was worth
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| You built me up like architecture
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| Boy, you’ll break my heart, I’ll let ya
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| 'Cause no one nowhere knows me better than you |