Fare thee well
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Trade in all our words for tea and sympathy
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Wonder why we tried, for things that could never be
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Play our hearts lament, like an unrehearsed symphony
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Not intend
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To leave this castle full of empty rooms
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Our love the captive in the tower never rescued
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And all the victory songs
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Seem to be playing out of tune
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But it's not the way
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That it has to be
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Don't trade our love for tea and sympathy
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'Cause it's not the way
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That it has to be
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You begin
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And all your words fall to the floor and break like china cups
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And the waitress grabs a broom and tries to sweep them up
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I reach for my tea and slowly drink in
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[Chorus:]
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'Cause it's not the way
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That it has to be
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Don't trade our love for tea and sympathy
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'Cause it's not the way
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That it has to be
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Don't trade our love for tea and sympathy
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So fare thee well
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Words the bag of leaves that fill my head
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I could taste the bitterness and call the waitress instead
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She holds the answer, smiles and asks one teaspoon or two
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[Chorus x 2]
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Don't trade us for tea and sympathy
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Don't trade us for tea and Sympathy
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We can work it out
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Don't trade us for tea and Sympathy
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Don't trade us for tea and Sympathy
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We can work it out
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Don't trade us for tea and Sympathy
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We can work it out
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Tea And Sympathy
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Jars Of Clay |