It's a late night, and he comes home,
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He thinks of her, she's all alone
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Watching tv by an open window,
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He wonders if she knows he thinks only he knows,
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But the days are passing,
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And he thinks she'll forget
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So he keeps it all here in the back of his head.
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Shadows on the wall who mock me make a false sense of security,
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Think a deep thought and I try to compare,
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Your lonely heart to mine, so you know that I'm there
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But the days are passing, and the fire is dead,
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So we keep it all here in the back of your head.
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Are you out there, are you anywhere
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Just say goodbye just like in my nightmare,
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Are you lost without me, swear you're better off dead
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You should keep t all here in the back of your head
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I remember that we had no structure,
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A lonely park that night I wish I fucked her
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Looked to your eyes can't remember whether or not
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That I wish this night would last forever
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Now the story is ending
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And things are better not said
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So we keep it all here in the back of your head
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The Back Of My Head
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