I said, "Everybody's headed out to La,
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But I hate to see you suffer.
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You love New York in the summer."
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So let's gather up the pieces of this broken, wilted thing.
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It's worth the struggle.
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I just ache to touch you.
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I've always wanted you too close.
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And I said Why, why, why, is it hard to sleep without you?
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Well I don't mind if you build your dreams around it.
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We won't survive on this borrowed time;
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I don't know why you'd wanna try.
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I said, "Why, why, why do we waste time on these white lies?"
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Ah these white lies
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I catch a glimpse of fingernails with cracked pink polish,
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Tapping out a rhythm,
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I'm just wondering what you're thinking.
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There's a faded photograph of someone else you used to love.
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Can't stop from wishing,
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That you'd just forget him.
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I've always wanted you too close.
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And I said Why, why, why, is it hard to sleep without you?
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Well I don't mind if you build your dreams around it.
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We won't survive on this borrowed time;
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I don't know why you'd wanna try.
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And I said, "Why, why, why do we waste time on these white lies?"
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On these white lies.
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I remember the night, the hotel bed,
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You cried out loud.
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You were still in love with me.
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Through time and space, oh, everything,
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You've wasted all your precious dreams and faith, it seems.
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Needless crying...
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And I said Why, why, why, is it hard to sleep without you?
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Well I don't mind if you build your dreams around it.
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We won't survive on this borrowed time;
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I don't know why you'd wanna try.
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I said, "Why, why, why do we waste time?"
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And I said, "Why, why, why do we waste time on these white lies?"
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On these white lies
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White Lies
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