| We were never the marrying type, oh no
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| We won’t buy dishes or stained glass lights, oh no
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| For a table we’ll never sit at
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| In the house that we won’t ever get
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| I won’t wake up and pick out your tie, oh no
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| You won’t come home and kiss me at night, oh no
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| We won’t lie in this king bed for two
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| Say goodbye to us saying «I do’s»
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| No more white picket fences
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| No more lace veils or vows
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| No more, «You're the only one» cause that’s all done with now
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| This is the last love song I’ll ever write for you
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| This is the last love song I’ll ever write for you
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| Take these roses and this Jameson, oh no
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| Find a subway that I can sit in, oh no
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| Buy a one-way out of the city
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| Everything that I need, got it with me
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| No more white picket fences
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| No more lace veils or vows
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| No more, «You're the only one» cause that’s all done with now
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| This is the last love song I’ll ever write for you
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| This is the last love song I’ll ever write for you
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| All these notes and all these words
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| Are all that’s left in me
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| Bend these pages, count my woes
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| One last song to set me free
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| No more white picket fences
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| No more lace veils or vows
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| No more, «You're the only one» cause that’s all done with now
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| This is the last love song I’ll ever write for you
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| This is the last love song I’ll ever write for you
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| This is the last love song I’ll ever write for you
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| This is the last love song I’ll ever write for you, oh |