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To the boy half way out of the door,
Stay til I m sure
And I ll order you another one with raisins
in and cherries on,
So we won t have to talk anymore.
So we won t have to talk anymore.
From a girl with one eye on the skyline,
Counting peaks and towers.
But I keep seeing sorrow flying, wishing it away.
Till I don t know what to say anymore.
Till I don t know what to say anymore.
To the boy on the end of my arm,
Come meet me somewhere half way.
Cause I heard everything that you had to say,
But now we can t play anymore.
But now we can t play anymore.
But now we can t play anymore.
(Instrumental)
From a girl with half a mind to leave
behind the sirens wailing.
Cause I saw you get your daggers out and I hid in the crowd.
But now we can t hide anymore.
But now we can t hide anymore.