Running down the highway like a psychopath
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All the flames and fury, honey, at my back
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Wanna make a bet whether I'll make it back
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'Cause I'm on the edge of a heart attack
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You said, "Honey, quit your worrying
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Distance is exactly like a blowing wind
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Putting out the embers and the tiny flames
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And keeping the bigger ones burning"
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So I am standing
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In the sand where we said
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"It's the best day of my life" and meant all of it
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Keep me in your soft sights
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When all of the rest have moved on
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And I'll keep you in my soft sights
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When all of the crowd has gone home
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Keep me in your soft sights
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When all of the rest have moved on
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And I'll keep you in my soft sights
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When all of the crowd has gone home
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Psycopath
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| St. Vincent |
