Maybe I'm changing
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maybe I'm so impatient
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maybe I just don't care, about what you think
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cause I can never please her
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no matter how hard I try
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You know sometimes I just wanna throw up my hands and say
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"ok fine"!
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But life's to short she said
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if it works then it works, let it go
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and I'm sorry I ever got you started
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when it rains, it pours and it shows
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I was blessed with a birth and a death
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and a gift or a curse somewhere in between
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cause your only as loud as the noises you make
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and as big as the things that you dream
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still I can never please him
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no matter how hard I try
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and maybe you should have made up your mind
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before I changed mine
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but life's to short she said,
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if it works then it works, let it go
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and I'm sorry I ever got you started
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when it rains it pours and it shows
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still life's to short she said
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if it works, then it works, just let it go, let it go
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well I'm sorry I ever got you started
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when it rains it pours and it shows
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When It Rains
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| Tristan Prettyman |
