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- Four She wakes up lonely She wakes up lonely She hangs a picture by the phone She hangs a picture by the phone ~Chorus~ Yeah, she doesnt think we're gonna make it But when i'm home we're sleeping naked And we pretend that we're in love She wakes up lonely She telephones me To ask me if i'm coming home She says will you be coming home ~chorus~ It was different when we thought That we wanted the same thing Everything was figured out Now it doesnt make much sense Its just another thing she cant get ~chorus~ ...yeah, she likes to think that we're in love |
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