So the flood gates open but nothing comes out
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I¡¯m feeling no relief in my head, just doubt
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But my heart keeps telling me ¡®hold your ground.
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You¡¯ll never learn a thing if you bail out now¡¯
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And I¡¯m lonely again tonight
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I can feel it like a knot in my side
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They keep saying this is part of the ride
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But I¡¯m not getting stronger.
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Yet hold me against the light
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And do you see any bullet inside?
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Wouldn¡¯t find one if you magnified
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Because you¡¯ve got the wrong girl
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Had my fingers around the back of your chair
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You¡¯d never missed a thing but you missed me there
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And I just kept thinking ¡®Am I prepared
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To pull it out from under your trusting stare?¡¯
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Now the house is quiet as a hollow head
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And I¡¯m walking round bumping into things you said
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This has not been as easy as I thought it would
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I¡¯d be cooling down the fire if I thought I could.
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And I¡¯m lonely again tonight
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I can feel it like a knot in my side
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They keep saying this is part of the ride
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But I¡¯m not getting stronger.
|
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Yet hold me against the light
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And do you see any bullet inside?
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Wouldn¡¯t find it if you magnified
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Because you¡¯ve got the wrong girl
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And the flood gates open but nothing comes out
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Wrong Girl
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| Missy Higgins |
