| Here I am now, somewhere on the highway
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| I just checked into some low-rent room
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| I call my service back in san francisco
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| Tell my landlord, I’ll be home by june
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| But what about me, boy, back in california
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| What about the blue-eyed girl you call a child
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| You held me for ransom, like some beautiful bandit
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| Going down for the third time, drowning in your life
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| Love rusts when it rains on romance
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| Thunder rolls in on a clear blue day
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| We used to shine like the eye of a diamond
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| But something happened, the weather changed
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| I should have known better, you read just like a road map
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| Staying in one place doesn’t interest you at all
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| Maybe I don’t move as fast as I used to
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| But youth is something we can’t hold on too long
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| Love rusts when it rains on romance
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| Hailstones heavy on this empty heart
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| It crowds the window where I used to watch you
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| Down by the shoreline in the dark
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| Love rusts when it rains on romance
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| Thunder rolls in on a clear blue day
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| We used to shine like the eye of a diamond
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| But something happened, the weather changed
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| Something happened and the weather changed
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| Something happened, then the weather changed
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| Ooh, I tell you we used to shine (how love rusts)
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| (we used to shine, how love rusts)
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| We used to shine
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| Ooh, we used to shine, you know
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| (we used to shine, how love rusts, we used to shine, how love rusts)
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| (we used to shine, how love rusts, we used to shine, how love rusts) |