Gone for a while
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And then blink and revile
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My old habits get confused.
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They've been placating my mood
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And selling me cheap solitude
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But I've run out of reasons to pay.
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Cause' I know you care
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And I've grown so tired of not being there.
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And I know you care
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So I'm cutting off familiar happenings.
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Conjuring up my melancholy
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No that can't go on.
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Certain my sadness was necessary
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Oh I've been so wrong.
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And all that distance that I dispatch won't ever help me feel less alone.
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Stop all that dark and senseless brooding
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Sing a different song.
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Don't get dramatic, this ain't the movies,
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Turn the camera off.
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Yeah, all that acting seemed fun at first
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But I've been playing this role for too long.
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Conjuring up our melancholy
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No that can't go on.
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Certain our sadness was necessary
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Oh we've been so wrong.
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And all that distance that we dispatch won't ever help us feel less alone.
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Stop all that dark and senseless brooding
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Sing a different song.
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Don't get dramatic, this ain't the movies,
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Turn the camera off.
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Yeah, all that acting seemed fun at first
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But we've been playing this role for too long.
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I Know
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| Dear and the Headlights |
