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Why is it, we have to run to understand

And why is it that every time we grow close

We fall down, and why is it I break my Rules to let you in. Why is it?

I act the fool, let you in, you in Now my spinning head is slowly slowing down

At least my lonely bed is in my favourite town

Sometimes at night feel heartbroken

Sometimes just don’t know what to say

Sometimes I make mistakes and I hurt you

But we’re only human and we’re all built

That way

Now my spinning head is slowly slowing down

At least my lonely bed is in my favourite town

(Repeat 2)

Don’t expect too much

You’ve nothing to prove

It’s a hard old station

Hold onto the truth

Words together send them to you

Explain how I feel

Explain What I think