Hey you, its me again.
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I tried to call yesterday.
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And the words I had,
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To say to you,
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Somehow they all slipped away.
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Please talk to me,
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Whatever is wrong.
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You know I'd help you out.
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How will I know,
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If you wont say,
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What this silence is about?
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Cos I'm going out of my mind,
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And I don't think it's fair.
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Just when things seemed to be fine,
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You changed then didn't care.
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Cos the least you could do,
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Is to talk this through
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And I'm going out of my mind,
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Over you.
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Hey you, you haven't called.
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I guess you're still busy.
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Guess I think more of you,
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Than you do of me.
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And that's not how I want it to be.
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Cos I'm going out of my mind,
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And I don't think it's fair.
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Just when things seemed to be fine,
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You changed then didn't care.
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Cos the least you could do
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Is to talk this through
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And I'm going out of my mind,
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Over you, yeah.
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Hey you, its me again.
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Ooh, it's me again.
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Cos I'm going out of my mind,
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And I don't think its fair.
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Just when things seemed to be fine,
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You changed then didn't care.
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Cos the least you could do
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Is to talk this through
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And I'm going out of my mind,
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Over you.
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Going Out Of My Mind
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Amy Studt |