| Lyrics | Song |
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| I am not the kind of girl who should be rudely barging in... | |
| You and I walk a fragile line; I have know it all this time... | |
| Elevator buttons and morning air; stranger's silence... | |
| You, with your words like knives and swords and weapons... | |
| You were in college working part time, waiting tables... | |
| Tall, dark, and _______, he puts papers in his briefcase... | |
| Long were the nights when my days once revolved around you... | |
| I said 'Remember this moment', in the back of my mind... | |
| I guess you really did it this time; left yourself in your warpath... | |
| | Lyrics | Song |
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| The way you move is like a full-on rainstorm... | |
| The story starts when it was hot and it was summer... | |
| I still remember the look on your face; lit through the darkness... | |
| I'm so glad you made time to see me. How's life?... | |
| There I was again tonight, forcing laughter, faking smiles... | |
| I used to think one day we'd tell the _________... | |
| Last night I heard my own heart beating... | |
| Your little hands wrapped around my finger... | |
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