| It’s hard to believe a liar
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| When she’s calling out your name
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| The signals are calling out so well
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| You called her lover. | 
| (lover)
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| She punished you so deep
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| Her voice rings out like a beautiful melody
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| I’m breaking all the angles
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| I’m falling down in circles
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| I am gasping for sleep
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| Did you see me falling
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| Like a sundown in the evening
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| I am so dark and weak
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| So shes packing up to leave
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| For good now
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| Battlelines have been drawn out love
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| And when we drive will take that long way home
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| And i apologize for bleeding words
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| Will pack our things like we should
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| And go our ways back home
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| It’s hard to believe a story
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| Thats been told so well
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| All these lines are sounding the same
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| Cross my fingers, hold your breath
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| Suburban legend, queen of that
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| I leave you with this beautiful melody
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| And so shes packing up to leave
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| For good now
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| Battlelines have been drawn out love
 | 
| And when we drive will take that long way home
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| And i apologize for bleeding words
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| We’ll pack our things like we should
 | 
| And go our ways back home
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| Woooooooaahhh
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| Woooooooooaaahhhh
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| I’m breaking all the angles
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| I’m falling down in circles
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| Ohhhh (ohhhhh)
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| And so shes packing up to leave
 | 
| For good now
 | 
| Battlelines have been drawn out love
 | 
| And when we drive will take that long way home
 | 
| And i apologize for bleeding words
 | 
| We’ll pack our things like we should
 | 
| And go our ways back home
 | 
| So shes packing up to leave
 | 
| For good now
 | 
| Battlelines have been drawn out love
 | 
| And when we drive will take that long way home
 | 
| And i apologize for bleeding words
 | 
| We’ll pack our things like we should
 | 
| And go our ways back home |