Baby, I know you hate it when I call you that
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But it's the only word that half-describes the way you're acting tonight
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And at the restaurant
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Where all your ghosts still haunt you just like you feared
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Under this table, all these years they stayed
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Waiting for your return
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Your cigarette to burn their whole world through
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A thousand things you thought they'd do
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Everytime you call I feel worse
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Throwing chairs
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Stolen rings
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Frozen air
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And as I walked away I heard you say
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"You're not the only one"
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And as I watch you sleep it's hard for me
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To keep from waking you
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To tell you everything I did
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And when I listen to you breathe I know exactly what you have always need
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You wanted from me
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And every time you're here it gets worse
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Throwing chairs
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Stolen hearts
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Tasteless air
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I waited all day at the cafe but you never came
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But you never came
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But you never came
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And the hearts of the faithful who died on this table
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Have left me with nothing at all to hold onto
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At all to hold on
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At all to hold on
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But I want to hold on too
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But I have got to hold on to you
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Throwing chairs
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Broken rings
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Open air
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I waited all day at the cafe but you never came
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We'll Always Have Paris
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| Commander Venus |
