You used to take your watch off before we made love
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You didn't want to share our time with anyone
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You used to close your eyes when we kissed goodbye
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You didn't want to see me draped in sadness
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And now there's nothing here, now there's nothing here at all
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In a loft conversion off New North Road
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And now there's nothing here, now there's nothing here at all
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You were here, I was here, there was something real here
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I know there was
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You know I still adore you
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But in a different kind of way
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You know I still adore you
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But things have gotten vague
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Baby I don't ask for much, but things have gotten convenient, oh
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You know I still adore you
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But things have kind of changed
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To think I laughed at you for how you saw the world
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For all that empty space inside your heart
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I have to cling to things now, doubles and cigarettes
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Forever trying to find you on the lips of someone else
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You know I still adore you...
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Just take me back, to the start
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When our earthquake, was just cracks
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You must ask yourself, every day
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Just how high, are the highs?
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Trojan Horse
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| Bloc Party |
