Baby, I¡¯m tryin¡¯ to make some sense
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Of all we should¡¯ve learned from experience
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We win, we lose, we conquer and we fail
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One part serious, do or die
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Another part crush in junior high
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I¡¯m chasing my emotions like a tail
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I can still move my fingers
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But I can¡¯t seem to let go
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The cold winds are blowing, I should be goin¡¯
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I¡¯m in over my head
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Without even blinkin¡¯, you¡¯ve got me thinkin¡¯
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I would be better off dead
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Yeah¡¯ I¡¯m in over my head
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You made me weak, I made you laugh
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Driving through the rain in a yellow cab
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The taste of your kiss is with me even now
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But this thing we¡¯ve got goes by different names
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Never two days in a row the same
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I wanna stop feelin¡¯ this, but don¡¯t know how
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I see my legs and they¡¯re moving
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But I just can¡¯t walk away
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The cold winds are blowing, I should be goin¡¯
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I¡¯m in over my head
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Without even blinkin¡¯, you¡¯ve got me thinkin¡¯
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I would be better off dead
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Yeah¡¯ I¡¯m in over my head
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I¡¯ll say goodbye, but talk is cheap
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I count the memories in my sleep
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I¡¯ve had enough, but I want more
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Makin¡¯ me weak, makin¡¯ you laugh
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Driving through the rain in that yellow cab
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Baby, your kiss is with me even now
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The cold winds are blowing, I should be goin¡¯
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I¡¯m in over my head
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Without even blinkin¡¯, you¡¯ve got me thinkin¡¯
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I would be better off dead
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Yeah¡¯ I¡¯m in over my head
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Over My Head
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| Richard Marx |
