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作词 : Concrete Blonde |
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I re-read silly lines |
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That made sense at the time |
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Pages all stained with tears and red wine |
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And I walk through the airport and see magazines |
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Every face that I see |
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So much younger than me |
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And I smile to myself how I don't even miss |
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My glorious past or the lips that I've kissed |
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And I think to myself that how easy this is |
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Easy to breathe, easy to live |
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And I wonder why I tear myself in two |
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Over how to be, what to say and what to do |
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And I know you liked me better then |
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And I know you liked me better when I was a fool |
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…I was a fool |
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So I live in these days |
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But I still have my old ways |
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'cause the future, somehow, has yet to arrive |
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And I see all around me the women on time |
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Kids and divorces and crisis in midlife |
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and do I surrender and give up my dream |
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for a brick in the wall and a washing machine |
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grow up and get real |
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for a kid in their teens |
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who won't care what I've done |
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where I've been, what I've seen |
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And I wonder why I tear myself in two |
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over who to be, how to be and what to do |
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and I know you liked me better then |
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and I know you liked me better when |
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…I…was a fool |
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I'm free to a fault |
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I'm 45 |
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I'm playing guitar |
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I'm living my life |
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Fly down the highway |
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Sun on my face |
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I belong to nobody |
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I belong to no place |
