All this talk of your sweet girlfriend
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is startin' to pay off
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and the charms that she got from travel
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are startin' to wear off
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and i hope that you smile tonight
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watching the last of your friends arrive
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you smile and shake their hands
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and the hero that you hoped you'd be
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never seemed to show up
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and if i can keep on talking
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there won't be time to give up
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and i hope that i drive tonight
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into the last of the great sunrises
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i'll smile and wave my hand, goodbye
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things don't work out quite the way
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you planned it's almost half past two
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and i've begun to hate the way you
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smile, so smile
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and i hope that you close your eyes
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forget the pain of a thousand lives
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and i hope that you die tonight
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just close your eyes
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there goes the light
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smile i'll brave it
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while you wave your hand:
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goodbye
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Three Hopeful Thoughts
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Rilo Kiley |