Well you say that I treat you like a book on a shelf.
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I don't take you out that often 'cause I know that I've completed you
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and that's why you are here.
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That is the reason you stay here.
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How awful that must feel.
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You said you would be my dream. I could have you every night
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and if, by morning, I had forgotten you, well, no big deal, it would be all right
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'cause you are the reoccurring kind.
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You are the reoccurring kind.
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You never really leave my mind.
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Are you the love of my lifetime? 'Cause there have been times I have had my doubts.
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We were just kids when I first kissed you in the attic of my parents house,
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and I wish we were there now.
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It took so long to figure out
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what this book has been about.
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Now I write when I'm away letters that you never read.
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You said go to explore those other women,
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the geography of their bodies
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but there is just one map you'll need.
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You are a boomerang. You'll see.
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You will return to me.
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You will. You? Will. You? Will. You? Will. You? Will. You? Will. You? Will.
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You? Will. You? Will. You? Will. You? Will. You? Will. You? Will. You? Will.
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'Cause if you don't, then this book is all lies.
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If you don't, then my plans would all be ruined.
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If you don't, I'll start drinking like the way I drank before.
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And I just wont have a future anymore.
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You Will. You? Will. You? Will. You? Will.
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| Bright Eyes |
