It's what you want
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and who you are
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that has always been two very different things
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So I wore my best clothes
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on the last day
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that I had to carry us in an uphill war
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but I dropped you
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under the shelter of
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an old friend
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you didn't mind then
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so don't know
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is this what we're fighting for
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so why don't you tell me
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how it was too little too late
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as far as I can see it was the best we the best we could do
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this is what I fought for
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this is not
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so why don't you tell me the truth
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And so she she screams to her past
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but I used to be someone better back then
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she used to be someone better back then
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so why don't you tell me
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how it was too little too late
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as far as I can see it was the best we the best we could do
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this is what I fought for
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this is not
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so why don't you tell me the truth
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but I used to be someone better back then
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she used to be someone better back then
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so why don't you tell me
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how it was too little too late
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as far as I can see it was the best we the best we could do
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this is what I fought for
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this is not
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so why don't you tell me the truth
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so why don't you tell me
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how it was too little too late
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as far as I can see it was the best we the best we could do
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the best that we could do
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and it's what you want
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and who you are
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that has always been two very different things
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and it's what you want
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and who you are
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that has always been true...
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I Quit My Scene
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Bayside |