I'm living in a waiting room on the tenth floor
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Of a New York City skyscraper
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Got the paperwork filled out my friend
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Can you tell me how this story ends?
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My best girl caught a taxi cab to an uptown bar to meet my band
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But I don't have the energy so she plugs my machines back in
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And the late night T.V. talks to me about God but God why can't I sleep?
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As she plugs my machines back in
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But my machines back in now don't cha'
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Diane
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(Diane)
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I'd by lying if I said this was my plan
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(Diane)
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We are all in this together
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(Diane)
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See I'm trying but I just don't understand
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(Diane)
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Well I can't predict the weather past the storm
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(The weather past the storm)
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And there's mornings where I wake up quick
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And my head it dreams and my stomach's sick alone
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To slowly pull the sun from bed
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Below the fifty-ninth street bridge
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And I feel like I'm a battle tank
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But there's peace for every pound of strength
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I'm waiting for the enemy
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While she plugs my machines back in
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(Back in)
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Diane
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(Diane)
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I'd be lying if I said this was my plan
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(Diane)
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We are all in this together
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(Diane)
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See I'm trying but I just don't understand
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(Diane)
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Well I can't predict the weather past the storm
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(The weather past the storm)
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(The weather past the storm)
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(The weather past the storm)
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(The weather past the storm)
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(The weather past the storm)
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(The weather past the storm)
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I'm living in a waiting room on the tenth floor
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Of a New York City skyscraper
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Got the paperwork filled out my friend
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Diane, the Skyscraper
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Jack's Mannequin |