This is the way
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That I state my independence
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That I¡¯m no longer connected
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To your memory
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This is the day
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That I'm making my defection
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That I claim back the affection
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That you stole from me
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I used to hear your music so loud
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But it¡¯s so wrong
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You¡¯re just another face in the crowd
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I¡¯m letting you know
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Chorus
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No more sad song
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I¡¯m letting it go now
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Switched off, switched on
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I¡¯m letting you know
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You turned out the light
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I¡¯m gonna be alright without
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Turn the radio off
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No more sad song
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These are the words
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To describe all your offenses
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You said love in the past tense
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And then you let it go
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Haven¡¯t you heard
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You are no longer respected
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You are formally rejected
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From the one you hurt
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I used to have the longing to hear
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What was in your heart
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But now it seems I¡¯m over the fear
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Of this falling apart
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Chorus
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No More Sad Song
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| Clay Aiken |
