(written by Pete Yorn)
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You took a baby off her hands
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She stole the records from your van
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You opened up to her
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And made her understand
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But you're still locked in that same young love
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Still locked in that same young love
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You knew enough to know nothing at all
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They took the news and distorted it
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She was the one who was loving it
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She always wanted more than you could give today
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So you really can't complain
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Once more
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You know that she is spoken for
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As dreams of life without her fade away
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He was a loner
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For sixteen years embracing all his defended fears
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He could have lost her name
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Instead he called today
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And he's still feeling that same old way
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He's proven what she used to say
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He knew enough to know nothing at all
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He's still locked in that same young love
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A ghost of what he's thinking of
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He knew enough
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And never should have called
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Knew Enough To Know Nothing At All
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Pete Yorn |