| I went down to the gas station for no particular reason
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| Heard the screams from the high school, it’s football season
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| Empty lot the station faces will probably be there forever
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| I climbed over the four foot fence; |
| I was trying to sever the tether
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| Moon in the sky, cold as a stone
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| Spend each night in your arms, always wake up alone
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| I lay down in the weeds, it was a real cold night
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| I was happy 'til the overnight attendant
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| Switched on the floodlight
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| Walking home I was talking to you under my breath
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| Saying things I would never say directly
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| I heard a siren on the highway up ahead
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| Kinda wish they’d come and get me
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| Frost on the sidewalk, white as a bone
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| Tried to get close to you again, always wake up alone
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| And as I was crossing our doorstep
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| I hesitated just a moment there
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| Remembered the day we moved into our small house
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| 'til the vision got too vivid to bear
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| You were almost asleep, halfway undressed
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| I lay right down next to you
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| Held your head against my chest
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| And a guy with any kind of courage
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| Would maybe stop to think the matter through
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| Maybe hold you still and raise the question
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| Instead of blindly holding on to you
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| But we crank up the heat
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| And you giggle and moan
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| Spend all night in the company of ghosts, always wake up alone |