| Let it roll off your back
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| And let it slip off your tongue
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| Before you lose your nerve
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| And end up right back where you started from.
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| Are you just waiting for the right time?
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| Are you holding off until you see a sign
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| To say something?
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| Or are you just bluffing?
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| I recognize the worry in your eyes,
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| Because I’ve been there a couple hundred times.
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| So take it from me,
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| speak up or you’ll wish you’d done differently.
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| Let it roll of your back
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| And let it slip off your tongue
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| Before you lose your nerve
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| And end up right back where you started from
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| Because when it’s over, then it’s done.
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| And, boy, to tell you the truth,
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| If you put your foot in your mouth,
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| You’d still be better off than kicking yourself.
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| It’s obvious that you’re conflicted.
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| To carry on or just to nix it?
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| Should you stay the course or just walk out that door?
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| If I were you, I would be on my way.
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| The rest of your life could start today.
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| If not now, then when?
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| If not now, when?
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| Let it roll of your back
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| And let it slip off your tongue
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| Before you lose your nerve
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| And end up right back where you started from
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| Because when it’s over, then it’s done.
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| And, boy, to tell you the truth,
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| If you put your foot in your mouth,
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| You’d still be better off than kicking yourself.
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| So tell me what you’ll say,
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| when you finally come face to face,
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| when there ain’t no turning back,
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| because this is your last chance.
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| Let’s hear it.
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| ‘I'm through trying to hold onto this,
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| because you seem to be over it.
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| So kiss these almond eyes goodbye,
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| because this is the last time you’ll see them cry.' |