| Once I had a woman with a high hand
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| And I let her treat me mighty low man
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| She made a lover of my best friend
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| And now he treats me like a has been
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| Yes, I’ve had my trouble with the world around me
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| No, I didn’t give it my best
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| Now I get a chance to see some better weather
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| If you want to stay forever
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| Why don’t we talk about it now
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| Yes my reputation says I’m flaky
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| Hey my whole situation’s kinda shaky
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| Some people 'round here think I’ve lost it
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| They drew the line I stepped across it
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| Yes, I’ve had my troubles in some certain circles
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| No, I didn’t bring it on myself
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| Now I get a chance to know they’ll eat their words
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| And if you don’t care what you’ve heard
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| Why don’t we talk about it now
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| Sometimes I make it all up in my head
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| There’s a whole lot of things that should have never been said
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| This new ground feels solid that I’m standing on
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| I have done some things that might amaze you
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| But then again most things don’t even phase you
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| You got a way of standing steadfast
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| I’ve got a way of running dead last
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| Yes, I’ve had my trouble trying to start over
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| No, I didn’t give it all I could
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| Now I get a chance to know what love can heal
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| And if you want to know the feeling
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| Why don’t we talk about it now
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| If you want to know the feeling
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| Why don’t we talk about it now |