You hear me knocking
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Say I can't come in
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So I stand outside your door
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I stayed up late thinkin' bout
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The things we said
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Why can't we call a truce in our little war?
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Don't say that it's over
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Don't tell me no lies
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Don't say that it's over
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I put down my foolish pride
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In my heart I hold a picture of you
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It carries me through the times
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Now it seems like speaking too soon got the best of me
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The last word always had to be mine
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If I ever once acted out
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On what I believe
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I wouldn't be sitting here alone
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With my heart on my sleeve
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If I could change the way I did the things
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I've done before
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I'd change the day I let you walk out that door
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Since you've been gone
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I had a little change in my heart
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Something tells me
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Things I should've known from the start
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The letter that you wrote me
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Made me sit up and think
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Your words spin around in my head
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I just lay in bed thinkin' bout the days gone by
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Wishin' we could try again
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Well it's the pride that comes before the fall
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That done me in
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I don't need a mirror to seee
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The shape my heart is in
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You never miss your water till your well runs dry
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Won't you give me one more chance
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Don't Say That It's Over
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| Guardian |
