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Nobody's there when you get home
Your renting movies on your own
My photo's on your bedroom wall
You sit there waiting for my call
And i know
I leave you on your own
And i need you to be strong
when im walking away
And i
i hate to say goodbye
it gets harder everytime
what i feel
you feel inside
when the day turns into night
Another tired afternoon
Another destined hotel room
i hate the fact that your not here
but now im counting down the days till i get there
And i know
I leave you on your own
And i need you to be strong
when im walking away
And i
i hate to say goodbye
it gets harder everytime
what i feel
you feel inside
when the day turns into night
And i know
I leave you on your own
And i need you to be strong
when im walking away
And i
i hate to say goodbye
it gets harder everytime
what i feel
you feel inside
when the day turns into night
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