We tried for something better, now we just get by
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Knowing we may never get it right
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If we don't spend our days
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Steppin' round each other
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Then we find new ways to fight
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About the weather
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Every night I lay in bed
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Thinking 'bout someone else instead
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'Cause who you are isn't who you said
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Now we're stuck here
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Standin' in the middle of a mess we've made
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It's all to little too late
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You call your mother, I write a song
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We've come to agree that we can't get along
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Why can't I say goodbye
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Why can't I say goodbye
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You changed and all you wanted was for me to change
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Well, why couldn't you just stay the same
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Now all I see are piles of dirty dishes
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And a laundry list of all our wasted wishes
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Every morning when I wake
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I see your angel face
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And I know you're dreaming of a better place
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I guess I'm waiting on you
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To come and tell me we're through
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But as time goes by, it gets a little easier
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To hide from the truth
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Now you wrote a poem, I called your mother
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We still disagree but you know we'll stay together
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Now we're stuck here
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Standin' in the middle of a mess we've made
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It's all to little too late
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It's the end of the call
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The end of the song
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We still disagree and we can't get along
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Why can't I say goodbye
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Why can't I say goodbye
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Standing In The Middle
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| Evan and Jaron |
