| It’s funny how I am reminded
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| Driving down the 101
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| When the sun is running purple
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| From my past I wanna run (Oh-oh-oh)
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| Sure you forgot, forgot about me
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| And the features of my face
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| Pass your exit on the highway
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| Pretend I’m in a better place (Oh-oh-oh)
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| Won’t you save me from this story
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| Songs that you wrote for me
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| You’ve now replaced them with her name
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| And since then, you’ve been five years gone
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| So I’ll leave this record at your door
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| You won’t be hearing from me anymore
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| When you say that you are too busy
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| Writing songs or making plans
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| Does a chord give you a bad taste,
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| Or bring a memory of my hands? |
| (Oh-oh-oh)
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| You could be a ghost in my hallways
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| A belonging of the dead
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| A fairytale forgotten
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| But still alive inside my head (Oh-oh-oh)
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| Won’t you save me from this story
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| Songs that you wrote for me
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| You’ve now replaced them with her name
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| And since then, you’ve been five years gone
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| So I’ll leave this record at your door
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| You won’t be hearing from me anymore
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| Tell myself I’m better than this
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| Than to think of you every day
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| And I’m absolutely helpless
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| I guess I’ll surrender anyway
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| Won’t you save me from this story
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| Songs that you wrote for me
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| You’ve now replaced them with her name
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| And since then, you’ve been five years gone
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| So I’ll leave this record at your door
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| You won’t be hearing from me anymore |