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Back then in the middle ages |
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when you were catching on but no contagious |
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I blew all my chances |
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shoelaces fumbled with no digits |
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I swatted your advances |
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like they were summer evening midgets |
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We really made a meal of our goodbyes |
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We served them cold |
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and undercooked |
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You tell me I have got the bluest eyes |
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but I can't remember |
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'cause It's been so long since I've looked |
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There's no need to fight over me |
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'cause I'm divisible by three |
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Down there on your haunches |
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do you feel you let it go to waste |
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Do you get a bit self-conscious |
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when they say you have an aquired face |
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I'm sorry I didn't get home to make the children |
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I stopped to watch a fire rip through a building |
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and onlookers said something about a silver lining |
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but missing golden opportunities is my thing |
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You've told me how difficult it gets |
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being so desired in this town |
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The next time you get the urge |
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for being submerged |
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and you can hold onto my wrist |
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while I holding your face |
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Down |
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The fog lifted while our lips overlapped |
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You're not that gifted |
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You’re just beautifully gift wrapped |
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The more I try to clarify |
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the more the meaning blurs |
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But maybe in the future |
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I will say more using less words |
