| There’s a hush about a subject
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| In the evening when we fool ourselves
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| A muted lover’s symphony
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| Lorelei, in you, discretions lay
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| And they’re killing me
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| So if my life was something better
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| Like a hunter for his maiden
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| And I brought home everything I could
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| Would that be enough to hold you, babe?
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| I don’t think it would, oh no
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| Moving on gracefully, I was second best
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| And to see the ease in which you left, I must confess
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| It tore my heart in two, over you
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| And the hardest part was leaving too
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| So if you find another lover
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| Darling, don’t run for cover
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| Just stand your ground, let it all fall down
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| But you can’t be the queen of hearts, girl
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| Without your crown, no no
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| Oh and moving on gracefully, I was second best
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| And to see the ease in which you left, I must confess
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| It tore my heart in two, over you
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| And the hardest part was leaving too
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| Oh and moving on gracefully, I was second best
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| And to see the ease in which you left, I must confess
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| It tore my heart in two, over you
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| Oh, but now I’m brave enough to see the silence in
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| The way your eyes cast aside our promises
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| And I’ve finally found a way, to turn to you and say
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| That the hardest part was yesterday |