| Lyrics | Song |
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| You were in college working part time waiting tables... | |
| I used to think one day we'd tell [song title], how we met and the sparks flew instantly... | |
| Long were the nights when my days once revolved around you... | |
| You with your words like knives and swords and weapons that you used against me.... | |
| I'm so glad you made time to see me... | |
| I still remember the look on your face... | |
| Now go stand in the corner and think about what you did... | |
| You and I walk a fragile line... | |
| The way you move is like a full on rainstorm... | |
| | Lyrics | Song |
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| I am not the kind of girl... | |
| Elevator buttons and morning air... | |
| There I was again tonight, faking laughter, forcing smiles... | |
| I guess you really did it this time... | |
| I said remember this moment in the back of my mind... | |
| Tall, dark and [song title] he puts papers in his briefcase... | |
| Your little hand wrapped around my finger and it's so quiet in the world tonight... | |
| Last night I heard my own heart beating... | |
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