I'm not sure of anyone, anyone
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But I've got plans
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I'm not asking for everything but sure I could use a hand
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Get a little anxious
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Sometimes you'll be gone and I'll be left behind
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Get a little nervous
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Sometimes it'll be my cue and I'll forget my lines
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Get a little lost look
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And some staring from the corner of my eye
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Never really mastered disinterest
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I can't see how
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The way that you leave me alone makes us close
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I must be out of touch
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I won't ask you
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To give up on the things that seem to keep you gone
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But I can be gone too
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Feel a little sorry
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Sometimes you're not here when I am writing
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Feels a little awkward
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Sometimes you won't talk but we're not fighting
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You hold on to your secrets
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And I'm not privy to what is on your mind
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But I can't help but feel tired
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So tired, so tired, so tired
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So tired
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Anyone, Anyone
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| Dashboard Confessional |
