We're melting in between
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The building and the bus
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It's you and me, but honestly,
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It's still not us,
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'Cause you've got plans, I understand
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And I'll be on tour when you get back
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And while we're so unlikely, love,
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It's only you I'm thinking of
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But it's so hard
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When you won't let me tell you
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What you want to hear
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Let down your guard,
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If only just a little,
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'Cause you know I already have
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And please, leave, Maria
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'Cause every lie you step inside
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Just drives me to the edge
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And please, leave, Maria
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'Cause falling out of love is worse
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Than falling from the ledge
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Together sleeping on the ceiling secretly,
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Somehow the air we're in has stolen the gravity
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And I don't care if people stare
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Or say I've changed, 'cause that's not fair
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It's just that I'm not quite so cold,
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I'm happy not to sleep alone
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But it's so hard
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When you won't let me tell you
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What you want to hear
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Let down your guard,
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If only just a little,
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'Cause you know I already have
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And please, leave, Maria
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'Cause every lie you step inside
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Just drives me to the edge
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And please, leave, Maria
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'Cause falling out of love is worse
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Than falling from the ledge
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And is it love?
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'Cause I never thought about it any other way
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And if it's love, I think that you'll know,
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And even if you think you can't,
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Please just try to understand
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And please, leave, Maria
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'Cause every lie you step inside
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Just drives me to the edge
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And please, leave, Maria
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'Cause falling out of love is worse
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Than falling from the ledge
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Please Maria
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| The Pink Spiders |
