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Who am I to be
Standing in this rain
Who are you to judge
All this modern love

Who are we to say
It couldn't work this way
I spent an awful night
At the foot of your bed

And now I’m finding it hard to see

How am I to know
Moving backwards now
How are you the same
With your head held high

How can we change
With the lies we made
I spent an awful night
At the foot of your bed

And now I’m finding it hard to see

In my head I lay
With the notes that we wrote
In my head i lay
With the notes that we wrote
In my head i lay
With the notes that we wrote
In my head i lay
With the notes that we wrote
With the notes that we wrote
With the notes that we wrote
With the notes that we wrote

And now i’m finding it hard to see.

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