No disgrace, about face
Anything not to have to chase
You down again

You know nothing hurts like losing
When you know it's really gone

Except for the pain of choosing
To hold too long
I tried it your way
But I got nothing to show
It's been the same, same
And the story's getting old
So I guess the driveway
Will be the end of the road
For us it's too late
Let the credits start to roll

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