Natalie always seemed to notice
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These traces of our lives before this
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But Natalie always seemed to notice me
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She said we must leave, uproot, erase this
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For this is the kind of love that maims us
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And I won't be happy 'til
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Somebody looses an eye
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Tell me, do you see me as a shadow
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In the yawn of the evening?
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Don't leave me to those
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Who would believe me
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When I sell them
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Kiss and tell them
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Natalie
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I'll have no truck with all of this madness
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I still see her arm thrown over his shoulder
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Like a noose
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But worn noose
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You say you want me to
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Stay here with yours
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And all those here who would
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Kill me and mine
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If I had a hatch, I'd batten it down
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Tell me, do you see me as a shadow
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In the yawn of the evening?
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Don't leave me to those
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Who would believe me
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When I sell them
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Kiss and tell them
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History is written by the winners
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Yea this history is written by the winners
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And I want my say
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Natalie
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