You were standing on the corner
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When it all came crashing down
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On your black shoes
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And your black dress
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You pulled your black hair 'round.
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I suppose I should feel sorry
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But I see you dressed in silk
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With your double cappucino
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And it's topped with twice-steamed milk.
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Well I guess I should feel sorry after all,
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But I'm not crying
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Anymore
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Yeah and do you forget who you are,
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When you're the last one in the bar?
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And then morning unfurls
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On the wallflower, yeah yeah
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Wallflower girl.
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On the wallflower girl.
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Well you're in and out and up and down and halfway in between.
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You're a holly-go-lightly,
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Yeah I heard you played that scene.
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Well you say that you're an actress,
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And a painter on the side.
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And you used to read the tarot cards,
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But you don't like what you find.
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Well I suppose we both know your future anyway.
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Hey, hey, hey
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Yeah and do you forget who you are,
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When you're the last one in the bar?
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And then morning unfurls
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On the wallflower, yeah yeah,
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Wallflower girl.
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On the wallflower girl.
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Oh yeah
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When you're climbing up the mountainside,
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Well they say it hurts your ears when they pop
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. But that's the price you pay now
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For being on top.
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Now the light is turning greener,
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And my thoughts are ringing true.
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And the reason that Im' so hard girl
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Is I see myself in you.
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And the mountaintops and valleys,
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And the vantage points between,
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Well you used to read the tarot cards
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But you don't like what you've seen.
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No I suppose we both know our future anyway!
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Hey, hey, hey
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Yeah and do you forget who you are,
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When you're the last one in the bar?
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And then morning unfurls
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On the wallflower, yeah yeah,
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Wallflower girl.
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On the wallflower girl.
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Wallflower Girl
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Better Than Ezra |