Well I don't want to make you angry
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Don't want to talk about it
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when you call and I pretend I'm not around
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And I don't make good company
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And one of us has got to leave
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cause this is getting boring by now
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Now I don't know
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what I'm supposed to say
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when I really want to do is try to run away
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Gotta get away
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from this showdown I know I'll never win with you
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I don't want to feed the fire
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And I don't to be the liar
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but something's gotta give before I'm gone
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Now I'm wrong if I don't say enough
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And I'm wrong if I give in too much
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So I'll take a bow and get out while I can
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Now I don't know
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what I'm supposed to say
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when I really want to do is try to run away
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Gotta get away
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from this showdown I know I'll never win with you
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Now here I go again
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just like before I'm going down
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I try to practice what I wanna say
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but you won't listen anyway
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Like every time before
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one of us is out that door
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Don't bother waiting for me
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cause I'll be on my way
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thinking of you
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Dig
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Strung Out |