It's hard to say what you mean to me
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Everyone is scenery
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So you take a late night drive alone
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Trying to get home
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Oh come on, come on, come on
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Give me a sign of life
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'Cause there's another way that I'd rather be
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If I could only get you alone
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It's an inside joke that I never get
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And I'm dying inside but I'm not dead yet
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Everyone is beautiful, traffic like a funeral
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And everybody tries to keep in touch
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Through the radio
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Oh come on, come on, come on
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Give me a sign of life
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'Cause there's another way that I'd rather be
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If I could only get you alone
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It's an inside joke that I never get
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And I'm dying inside but I'm not dead yet
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I guess you'd say you still are mine
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Never mind the years of waste time
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I'll see you much later on
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After everybody else is gone
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Wasted on a Saturday, join the Great Majority
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With all the ways I tried to keep in touch
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That you will never know
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Oh come on, come on, come on
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Give me a sign of life
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'Cause there's another way that I'd rather be
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If I could only get you alone
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It's an inside joke that I never get
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And I'm dying inside but I'm not dead yet
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Not Dead Yet
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| The Weepies |
