Back in school they never taught us
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what we needed to know
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Like how to deal with despair
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or someone breakin your heart
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For twelve years I've held it all together
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but a night like this is just beggin to pull me apart
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I played it quiet left you deep in conversation
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I felt uncool and hung out around the kitchen
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I remember I kept thinking
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that I know you never would
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And now I know I want to kill you
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like only a best friend could
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Everyone's caught on to everything you do
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Everyone's caught on to...
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As if it happening wasn't enough
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I got to go and write a song
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just to remind myself how bad it sucked
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Ignore the sun, covers over my head
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Wrote a message on my pillow that says
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"Jesse, stay asleep in bed"
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don't apologize (I hope you choke and die!)
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Search your cell for something which to hang yourself
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They say you need to pray
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if you want to go to heaven
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But they don't tell you what to say
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when your whole life is going to Hell!
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Everyone's caught on to everything you do
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Everyone's caught on to...
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Everyone's caught on to
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(and I can't let you let me down again)
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everything you do
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Everyone's caught on to...
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(and I can't let you let me down again)
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So is that what you call a getaway?
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Well tell me what you got away with
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Cause I've seen more spine on jellyfish
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I've seen more guts in eleven-year-old kids
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Have another drink and drive yourself home
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I hope there's ice on all the roads
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And you can think of me when you forget your seatbelt
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then again when your head goes through the windshield
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Is that what you call tact?
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You're as subtle as a brick in the small of my back
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So let's end this call and end this conversation
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And is that what you call a getaway?
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Tell me what you got away with
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Cause you left the frays from the ties you severed
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when you say "best friends" means friends forever
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Is that what you call a getaway?
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Well tell me what you got away with
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Cause I've seen more spine on jellyfish
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I've seen more guts in eleven-year-old kids
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Have another drink and drive yourself home
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I hope there's ice on all the roads
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And you can think of me when you forget your seatbelt
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then again when your head goes through the windshield
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(I can't let you let me down again)
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Everyone's caught on to everything you do
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(and I can't let you let me down again)
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Everyone's caught on to...
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(I can't let you let me down again)
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Everyone's caught on to everything you do
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(and I can't let you let me down again)
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Everyone's caught on to...
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Seventy Times Seven
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