| Why do you cry when you know how the story ends?
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| How can you laugh when you know that it hurts your friends?
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| We’ve all been there once, but you never left
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| This is me coming back to get you out to say goodbye, to make amends
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| I’m not leaving this place
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| Unless I’m leaving with you
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| 'Cause you’re the only person with a half decent heart here
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| And I know you will put it to use
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| Until it’s gone, gone, gone
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| Gone, gone, gone
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| Gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, yeah
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| Na, na, na…
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| And as you close your eyes for the big sleep
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| I hope you think of me, yeah
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| Na, na, na…
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| And if you go, I’ll be gone
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| And you’ll be left alone to live your life, as you please
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| But someday you’ll agree that I was always meant for you
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| You were always meant for me and you will see… that you’re impossible
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| You’re impossible
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| You’re impossible
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| You’re impossible
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| Me and Mr. Dylan on the ride home
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| We had a heart-to-heart about lifee
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| But neither him or me could decide for ourselves if we wanted to outlive that
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| night
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| Like two children on the playground of the unconfessed souls
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| Abandoned by our mothers and our lovers and our foes
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| If only we were brave enough to live the lives we stole
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| What a wonderful world this could be!
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| Na, na, na…
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| And as you close your eyes for the big sleep
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| I hope you think of me, yeah
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| Na, na, na…
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| And if you go, I’ll be gone
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| And you’ll be left alone to live your life, as you please
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| But someday you’ll agree that I was always meant for you
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| You were always meant for me and you will see… that you’re impossible
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| You’re impossible
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| You’re impossible
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| You’re impossible
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| So, how many more examples until we break?
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| So how many sacrifices must we make?
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| Because we’ve all been there once before
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| And it looks like we’ve returned once more
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| So is this the beginning or the end?
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| The last two soldiers on the battlefield
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| Survivors of the war
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| They aim at one another while their mothers beg the lord
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| «If you’re listening, I’m missing him
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| So somehow bring him home
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| How did it come to this?»
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| So the soldiers lift their rifles
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| And they’re aiming at the head
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| They think of their first love before they take their final breaths
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| And somewhere in the distance they hear something someone said…
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| «How did it come to this?»
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| And as you close your eyes for the big sleep
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| I hope you think of me, yeah
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| Na, na, na…
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| And as you close your eyes for the big sleep
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| I hope you think of me, yeah
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| Na, na, na… |