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They passed me by, all of those great romances
You were, I felt, robbing me of my rightful chances
My picture clear, everything seemed so easy
And so I dealt you the blow
One of us had to go,
Now it's different, I want you to know ...
One of us is crying,
One of us is lying,
In her lonely bed,
Staring at the ceiling
Wishing she was somewhere else instead
One of us is lonely,
One of us is only
Waiting for a call,
Sorry for herself,
Feeling stupid, feeling small
Wishing she had never left at all...
I saw myself as a concealed attraction
I felt you kept me away from the heat and the action
Just like a child, stubborn and misconceiving
That's how I started the show,
One of us had to go,
Now I've changed and I want you to know...
One of us is crying,
One of us is lying,
In her lonely bed,
Staring at the ceiling
Wishing she was somewhere else instead
One of us is lonely,
One of us is only
Waiting for a call,
Sorry for herself,
Feeling stupid, feeling small
Wishing she had never left at all...
Staring at the ceiling
Wishing she was somewhere else instead
One of us is lonely
One of us is only
Waiting for a call
Translate to:
They passed me by, all of those great romances
You were, I felt, robbing me of my rightful chances
My picture clear, everything seemed so easy
And so I dealt you the blow
One of us had to go,
Now it's different, I want you to know ...
One of us is crying,
One of us is lying,
In her lonely bed,
Staring at the ceiling
Wishing she was somewhere else instead
One of us is lonely,
One of us is only
Waiting for a call,
Sorry for herself,
Feeling stupid, feeling small
Wishing she had never left at all...
I saw myself as a concealed attraction
I felt you kept me away from the heat and the action
Just like a child, stubborn and misconceiving
That's how I started the show,
One of us had to go,
Now I've changed and I want you to know...
One of us is crying,
One of us is lying,
In her lonely bed,
Staring at the ceiling
Wishing she was somewhere else instead
One of us is lonely,
One of us is only
Waiting for a call,
Sorry for herself,
Feeling stupid, feeling small
Wishing she had never left at all...
Staring at the ceiling
Wishing she was somewhere else instead
One of us is lonely
One of us is only
Waiting for a call