| Break my soul in two looking for you
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| But you're right here
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| If I can't relate to you anymore
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| Then who am I related to?
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| And if this is the long haul
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| How'd we get here so soon?
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| Did I close my fist around something delicate?
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| Did I shatter you?
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| And I'm sitting on a bench in Coney Island
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| Wondering where did my baby go?
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| The fast times, the bright lights, the merry go
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| Sorry for not making you my centerfold
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| Over and over
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| Lost again with no surprises
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| Disappointments, close your eyes
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| And it gets colder and colder
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| When the sun goes down
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| The question pounds my head
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| What's a lifetime of achievement
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| If I pushed you to the edge?
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| But you were too polite to leave me
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| And do you miss the rogue
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| Who coaxed you into paradise and left you there?
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| Will you forgive my soul
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| When you're too wise to trust me and too old to care?
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| 'Cause we were like the mall before the internet
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| It was the one place to be
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| The mischief, the gift-wrapped suburban dreams
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| Sorry for not winning you an arcade ring
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| Over and over
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| Lost again with no surprises
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| Disappointments, close your eyes
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| And it gets colder and colder
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| When the sun goes down
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| Were you waiting at our old spot
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| In the tree line
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| By the gold clock
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| Did I leave you hanging every single day?
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| Were you standing in the hallway
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| With a big cake, happy birthday
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| Did I paint your bluest skies the darkest grey
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| A universe away
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| And when I got into the accident
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| The sight that flashed before me was your face
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| But when I walked up to the podium I think that I forgot to say your name
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| I'm on a bench in Coney Island
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| Wondering where did my baby go
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| The fast times, the bright lights, the merry go
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| Sorry for not making you my centerfold
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| Over and over
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| Lost again with no surprises
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| Disappointments, close your eyes
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| And it gets colder and colder
|
| When the sun goes down
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| When the sun goes down
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| The sight that flashed before me was your face
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| When the sun goes down
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| But I think that I forgot to say your name
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| Over and over
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| Sorry for not making you my, making you my
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| Making you my centerfold |