| I spent years and all this time
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| Thinking I was better off
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| 'Cuz you were mine
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| You always said
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| It was your way or the highway
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| So I’m shifting my life into drive
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| I’m getting out
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| Kissing the past good-bye
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| Like Toby said
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| «How do you like me now?»
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| This conversation has run dry
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| And I keep telling myself
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| Ooooooo, ooooooo, ooooooo
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| There’s more to me than you
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| Ooooooo, ooooooo
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| Don’t underestimate what I can do
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| Well, I’m alright
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| It’s okay
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| I know I’ll make it through
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| 'Cuz there’s more to me than you
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| I’m not saying
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| I’m battered and bruised
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| But I might as well be with the words you used
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| I believe in myself
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| That makes me stronger
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| Things changed
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| And so have I
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| I’m gonna make hay while the sun still shines
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| You can clip my wings
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| But I’m still gonna fly
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| I’m on my own and on my way
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| And I keep telling myself
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| Ooooooo, ooooooo, ooooooo
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| There’s more to me than you
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| Ooooooo, ooooooo
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| Don’t underestimate what I can do
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| Well, I’m alright
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| It’s okay
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| I know I’ll make it through
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| 'Cuz there’s more to me than you
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| There was always something
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| That meant more to you than me
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| And I’m just sorry
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| It’s taking this for you to see
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| Ooooooo, ooooooo, ooooooo
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| There’s more to me than you
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| Ooooooo, ooooooo
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| Don’t underestimate what I can do
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| Well, I’m alright
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| It’s okay
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| I know I’ll make it through
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| 'Cuz there’s more to me than you
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| Ooooooooo, ooooooo, oooooo
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| There’s more to me than you
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| There’s more to me than you |