So you regret the last five years of your life with me
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Don't you think that I feel the same way too?
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Don't you think that I feel the same way too?
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Disengage your eyes
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At least one moment in time
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And soon you will know
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Trace the lines on my face
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Until you are underneath
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It all starts real slow
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Walking sleepless through these streets
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I don't understand a thing you mean
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This relationship is based on what trails across the CD case
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And it will all soon come to an end
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But if you don't pick up the phone, you will regret it
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I've said it before, but this time I mean it
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You, you keep telling me that you regret
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All the things that we've done
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I've tortured you, that I'm willing to admit
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Guilt-ridden for those years
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Trying to forget, from now on
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From now on
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I met her at a show
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Her dress was stained and her eyes had a glow
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There were no lines to trace on her face
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But I will make my way underneath
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I'll just start real slow
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Disengage
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The Honorary Title |