Me and a box of memories just sitting
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On the stairs
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When you get home tonight thatA´s all
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That will be there
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Breaks my heart leaning but it hurts me
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More to stay
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WeA´ve said it all before so thereA´s
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Nothing more to say
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If there is an angel out they A´re listening
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WonA´t you tell me what to do
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Course the devil on my shoulder
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Wants me running back to you
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[Chorus:]
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Somedays and Mondays are hard to
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Get through
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Today is the first day to get over
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You
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Minute by minute each moment at a time
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Someday on Monday iA´ll be just fine
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Me and a box of photographs
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Suppose to rain this afternoon
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The phone rang in the bedroom
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WhyA´d I think that is was you
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And IA´m talking myself out of thinking
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We could still be friends
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But the minute I give in itA´s just
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the same old thing again.
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Every time I start believing
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ThereA´s a chance you might change
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Reality comes chrashing down like
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Thunder and the rain
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[Chorus:]
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It should have be yesterday
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Blindfolded youA´re to blame
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In a single world
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Why canA´t be more logical to me
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IA´m losing my place in line
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Gone from one to ninety-nine
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And itA´s crumbling down around and spin
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Round and round
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[Chorus: 2x]
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Somedays And Mondays
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