In the bottom left-hand corner
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Of the bottom drawer in the back of my mind,
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I keep a picture of you.
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Should I send you all my news,
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Should I sing you all my blues,
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Should I tell you lies?
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Did I meet the expectations of your friends and your relations?
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Maybe I should have tried.
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Did you wait like I waited,
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Wondering if we'd make it
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Did you waste your time?
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Just a shred of a piece of a fragment
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Of you.
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Keeps messing with my head
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Even though you're far away
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And I'm someone new.
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Under unfinished highways
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With the moon rising sideways
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Did we have it all?
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But you need to play it safe
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Took all the thrill out of the chase,
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So I said goodbye.
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Just a shred of a piece of a fragment
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Of you.
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Keeps messing with my head
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Even though you're far away
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And I'm someone new.
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See for me, the grass was greener,
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It was easier to leave ya,
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Now I realize.
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That my strings are out of tune
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There's no air in my balloon
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I've been cut down to size.
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Just a shred of a piece of a fragment
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Of you.
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Keeps messing with my head
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Even though you're far away
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And I'm someone new.
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And I'm someone new.
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Just a shred, just a shred.
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Just A Shred
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