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OK, it's over |
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That's it, I'm quitting |
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Yes, I'll deny it |
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Never wanted this anyway |
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No, it's not over |
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I'm never stopping |
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I can't deny it |
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I've been wanting this all my life |
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Or I can go back |
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Be the girl that I was |
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Before it's easy |
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Just admit I don't have the guts |
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But do I ever |
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Take things so lightly? |
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I am a fighter |
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Won't surrender all that I've gained |
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I'd say there's a conflict here |
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The right thing to do's not clear |
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Beat my brain up |
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Trying to fit the two sides together |
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(CHORUS x4:) |
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Then you hit me with the hard facts |
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Then everything cracks |
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And that's a bruiseology |
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It's just a simple |
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Change of direction |
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Just keep repeating |
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Wasn't really me all along |
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Over my shoulder |
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A fading figure |
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Someone who's different |
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By a hundred eighty degrees |
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Pretend this never |
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Happened, I better |
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Practice my crawling |
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Back with a tail 'tween my legs |
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Or is there somewhere |
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In this contradiction |
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Some place where |
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These two sides can meet? |
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I'd say there's a conflict here |
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The right thing to do's not clear |
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Beat my brain up |
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Trying to fit the two sides together |
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(CHORUS x4:) |
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Then you hit me with the hard facts |
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Then everything cracks |
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And that's a bruiseology |
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OK, it's over |
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No it's not over |
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l can always go back |
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But will I ever? |
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That's it, I'm quitting |
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I'm never stopping |
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Be the girl that I was |
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Take things so lightly |
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I can't deny it |
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I've been wanting this all my life |
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(CHORUS repeats til end:) |
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And then you hit me with the hard facts |
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Then everything cracks |
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And that's a bruiseology |