| You bring out the worst in me
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| Sure I do the same for you
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| Two worlds spinning opposite
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| Oh baby opposite they just won’t do
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| We walk in circles
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| We talk in circles
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| Keep getting further apart
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| Keep getting further and further and further apart
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| Such thing as a happy ending, the bitter times will always win
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| I’m a stranger in this house
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| And I let you down again
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| All we have for all these years
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| It’s coming to an end
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| Blurry memory on a postcard
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| Scribbled in a hotel room
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| Sent to you from all so far
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| I never meant enough to you
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| Such thing as a happy ending, the bitter times will always win
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| I’m a stranger in this house
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| And I let you down again
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| All we have for all these years
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| But it’s coming to an end
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| We held together through the sick and thin
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| But couldn’t stand the test of time
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| The clock, it turns
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| Now we’ve crashed and burned
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| I know we’ve reached the end of the line
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| There’s no such thing as a happy ending, the bitter times will always win
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| I’m a stranger in this house
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| And I let you down again
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| All we have for all these years
|
| But it’s coming to an end
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| We held together through the sick and thin
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| But couldn’t stand the test of time
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| The clock, it turns
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| Now we’ve crashed and burned
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| I know we’ve reached the end of the line
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| We held together through the sick and thin
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| But couldn’t stand the test of time
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| The clock, it turns
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| Now we’ve crashed and burned
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| I know we’ve reached the end of the line
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| Stranger in this house
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| Let you down again
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| Stranger in this house
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| But it’s coming to an end |