you know you never know yourself
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all the years you've lived
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you could be someone else
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and all the times you've been alone
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all the lies you told
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now haunt your perfect spacious home
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and now there's no time
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and now there's no time
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it's not such a crime
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to say you don't love her
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all those awkward silences over breakfast
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as you fumble with your toast
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you know the magic's gone for good
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little things get on your nerves
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that never worried you before
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and now there's no time
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and now there's no time
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it's not such a crime
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to say you don't love her
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and you swore
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it would never happen to you
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and you said
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you'd always be so true
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ba-da-ah-ah-ah-ah-ahh...
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and now there's no time
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and now there's no time
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and now there's no time
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and now there's no time
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it's not such a crime
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to say you don't love her
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No time
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Frente! |