| How do you live
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| How do you sleep with the ghosts inside your dreams?
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| The movie won’t stop it just plays
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| Over and over one September day
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| The night was bright
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| You looked your best in a with all of your friends
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| Pretty flowers, pretty dress
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| Can’t dry the soft tears off your face
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| If you could tell yourself don’t go, just to call away another five more days
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| She’s not yours
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| To kill the sting of the sore
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| Who gave you the right to entitle what’s black and white?
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| This is not, this is not your heart
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| Don’t take this lightly
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| Beats softly but lonely
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| Homecoming queen, sweet sixteen
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| The years have become a blur
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| You ask yourself so many questions
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| What am I missing when I’m missing her?
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| Tonight is bright
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| The moon sheds a perfect light on wet concrete
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| There is forgiveness, there is grace
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| Washing away all of your stains
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| If you could tell the others please don’t go
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| Walk amongst ghosts and they’ll be walking away as ghosts
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| She’s not yours
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| To kill the sting of the sore
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| Who gave you the right to entitle what’s black and white?
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| This is not, this is not your heart
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| Don’t take this lightly
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| Beats softly but lonely
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| Can’t get through to you girl
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| 'Cuz she’s forgiven you, have you forgiven yourself?
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| Can’t get through to you girl
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| I hope this gets through to you
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| She’s not the only victim
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| What’s been said
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| What’s been done
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| These lies, these lies
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| Who told this would destroy your life?
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| She’s not yours
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| To kill the sting of the sore
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| Who gave you the right to entitle what’s black and white?
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| This is not, this is not your heart
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| Don’t take this lightly
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| Beats softly but lonely |