While we were getting up and breaking down and building it up again,
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you were mixing weak drinks for weeknight sleep
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and holding up the wall with your new friends.
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Look, I said it was cool,
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now the air seems fresher on my side of the room.
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Fuck conversations, it¡¯s just time wasted.
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This is me saying that it¡¯s cool.
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What else is there for me to do?
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Sit back and count how many dollar drafts it takes for you to forget we¡¯re on our own?
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Before you slide back into Johnny Black,
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I got some things on tap here just for you
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Just to let you know
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on the off change we both explode
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I don¡¯t regret a single day I spent with you.
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But what¡¯s a few lies for an old friend?
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What¡¯s a few goodnight¡¯s you¡¯ll never say again?
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Just to let you know
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I took a chance on you.
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But you would never do the same.
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So starstuck you went and fucked things up again,
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now take your undercover friends
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and your newfound love for trends
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and leave as alone as when you came.
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It seems to me the only real surprises are tragedies.
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Who thought we¡¯d be here on year later at a wake for your integrity?
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I¡¯ll cover sparks just to save the dark
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and hit six-strings so hard we break apart the sound
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I don¡¯t fucking need anyone
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that doesn¡¯t change the fact that I always liked having you around
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Oh what a strange turn of events.
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While we were down on blowing up and doing it all over again,
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you were getting high and breaking out and living it up with your new friends.
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Look, I said it was cool. And I said what I meant
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What A Strange Turn Of Events
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| Crime In Stereo |
