Nobody's there when you get home

you're renting movies on your own

my photos on your bedroom wall

you sit there waiting for my call

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and i know,

i leave you on your own

and i need you to be strong

when i'm 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 dusty moltel room

i hate the fact that you're not here

but now i'm counting down the days till i get therre

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