I was waiting for a cross-town train in the london underground
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When it struck me that I've been waiting since birth to find
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A love that would look and sound like a movie so I changed
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My plans and rented a camera and a van and then I called you
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"I need you to pretend that we are in love again" and you agreed to
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I want so badly to believe that "there is truth, that love is real"
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And I want life in every word to the extent that it's absurd
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I greased the lens and framed the shot using a friend as my stand-in
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The script it called for rain but it was clear that day so we faked it
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The marker snapped and I yelled "quiet on the set"
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And then called "action!"
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And I kissed you in a style that clark gable would have admired
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(I thought it classic)
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I want so badly to believe that "there is truth, that love is real"
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And I want life in every word to the extent that it's absurd
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I know you're wise beyond your years, but do you ever get the fear
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That your perfect verse is just a lie you tell yourself to help you get by?
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Clark Gable
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| The Postal Service |
