Can't you see I'm intrigued, by the way, that you speak
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The words come out like pinball machines
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You're clever with your metaphors, burn me with your wit
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I bet you think the pain you feel, is hidden by your grit
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I'm sure you've made a few mistakes
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Which anyone was bound to make
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But you're not to blame, it's part of the game, I just wanna know your name, so
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I don't care if we just met
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I'll kiss you, no regret
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I've played it safe one too many times before
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Why look up to the sky when all the stars are in your eye?
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No typical Thursday night
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All the states look the same, passing by on the train
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The faces of a losing campaign
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But I don't wanna be the one who crashes all their dreams
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And I don't wanna be the one who says all of those things
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Im sure you've heard this one before
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Your hand gets shut between the door
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But you're not to blame, it's part of the game
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I just wanna know your name, so
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I don't care if we just met
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I'll kiss you, no regret
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I've played it safe one too many times before
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Why look up to the sky when all the stars are in your eye?
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We're searching for reasons why
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Those things we never said
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Those things we never did
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They'll come right back to haunt you
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One chance you'll never undo
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Why stop to watch the time, when our last chance is flying by?
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No typical Thursday night
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No Typical Thursday Night
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The Downtown Fiction |