(do-do do-do do-do do-do do do (x6))
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and I'm fine, getting by, I only think about you once in awhile
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that was then, not today, you never listened to a word I'd say
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I kept faith, gave you trust, I gave you friendship and it's never enough
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give me time, give me space, give me the line that we had when we knew our place
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so try to make it easy on yourself, it'll work okay
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just last week as I was cleaning shit from off my shelf
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CHORUS:
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I found a photograph of someone I knew
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someone like you, someone like me
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I found a photograph of someone I knew, someone like you used to be
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(do-do do-do do-do do-do do do (x4))
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you get wise, you get old, you stop believing in opinions you're sold
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heaven knows, you're [devine], you've got your fingers in the public mind
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and then shock!, open wire, you've got your dick a little close to the fire
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you're an asshole, again, and now you're back to where your learning that the problem isn't them
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so try to make it easy on yourself, it'll work okay
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but just last week as I was getting close to someone else
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CHORUS
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used to be (x5)
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(ra-raa-ra-raa)
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(do-do do-do do-do do-do do do (x6))
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so stop. and make it easy on yourself, it'll work OK
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'cos no-one hates a fuck up 'less they're all fucked up themself
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CHORUS
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used to be (x6)
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Two-Way Idiot Mirror
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