I heard you threw your phone away
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A brave attempt at dodging sympathy
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And maybe you're right
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Who needs checking up on anyway?
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But I remember when I felt my worst
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Its friends like you I called on first
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The shadows of what seemed so sure
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Haunt you as you tread alone
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The empty house you bought with her
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But even when you're torn apart
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Worlds away I feel your pain
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And carry you inside my heart
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I will search my acquaintance
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For a close-lipped friend
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With strength and understanding
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When I think Ive reached my end
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I want to hear your voice again
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And it would be so sad
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If I learned you never even tried to call me up
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But its not so bad
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When you remember you've got friends to pick you up
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Dylan
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Good Riddance |