| You found a way to break away
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| From the one you say that you love
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| Now you cry out your eyes, day and night
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| You set free the one that you love
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| And it’s true, I don’t remember you
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| But I believe you if you say that we met
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| I get confused, nights I’ve been wondering
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| I thought I was already dead
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| But man, I loved, yeah, I loved
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| When I loved, it was love
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| It was love or at least
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| The closest I got
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| And the coffee, the cream, the blood in my dreams
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| Are the ones I used to know
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| And the gas, the plane, the interstate
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| Live the ones you don’t have to know
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| And I regret this sad and awful truth
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| But my mouth, it’ll get away from me
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| And you, I just put up with you
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| Kid, I stayed 'cause you wouldn’t leave
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| But remember love, oh, love
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| When we loved, it was love
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| It was love, or at least
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| As close as I’ve come
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| And maybe Joan was right all along
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| There is a shortcut home
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| But putting a gun to your brain
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| Man’ll take all that you got
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| And the truth is I was just scared for you
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| But for me, that’s the way that it comes
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| You’d gotten used to me and my awful tongue
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| But god, didn’t we have some fun?
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| When we made love in the van
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| And I drove with your hand on my lap
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| When San Diego got too unkind
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| We just picked up and left him behind
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| And we had some love and some hope
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| A full tank o' gas and a wide open road
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| And it was love to us, it was all that we had
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| And there’s days you just break
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| The best thing you have
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| And I still call it love for now
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| It was the closest I’d come |