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there's no comfort in the truth
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pain is all you'll find
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Should've known better
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I feel so unsure
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as the music dies, something in your eyes
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and all its sad good-byes
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I'm never gonna dance again
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guilty feet have got no rhythm
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though it's easy to pretend
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I know your not a fool
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and waste the chance that I've been given
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so I'm never gonna dance again the way I danced with you
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Tonight the music seems so loud
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Maybe it's better this way
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We'd hurt each other with the things we'd want to say
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We could have been so good together
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