| I look exhausted, oh stiff and awkward on the outside of the moment |
| It's not my first time bitter, drunk on a red carpet |
| Or my first time losing, and it won't be my last |
| You said ignore it |
| Oh, California is so much more than some award show |
| You're no more important than an insect on a window |
| They'll see you climbing but won't care 'til you get close |
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| Said some people don't know why they're wolves |
| They just howl for the sound of it |
| Some will never know they're beautiful |
| Until the crowd points it out for them |
| But I see you through a camera flash |
| I look back and you laugh and this is hard |
| But I feel less far |
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| This ain't Watertown |
| I'm on alien ground |
| I'm a college kid |
| With my windows down |
| I'm an astronaut |
| You're the moon |
| I stare at you |
| I sing to you |
| I circle you |
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| Rain on a steel roof, leaks through the ceiling |
| Hits the patrons in the ballroom |
| You said "oh look babe, even God is trying to warn you |
| All this ain't for you" |
| But I cling to my seat |
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| Said some people don't know why they're wolves |
| They just howl for the sound of it |
| Some will never know they're beautiful |
| Until the crowd points it out for them |
| But I see you through a camera flash |
| I look back and you laugh and this is hard |
| But I feel less far |
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| This ain't Watertown |
| I'm on alien ground |
| I'm a college kid |
| With my windows down |
| I'm an astronaut |
| You're the moon |
| I stare at you |
| I sing to you |
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| But I clutch my cloth |
| And I bite my tongue |
| I'm an aging wolf |
| Who lost the taste for blood |
| Even anxious pups need the moon |
| I howl for you |
| I sing to you |
| I circle you |
| I circle you |
| I circle you |
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| If I'm gonna lose you either way |
| If I'm gonna lose you either way |
| If I'm gonna lose you either way |
| If I'm gonna lose you either way |
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