Hoping for a spark
For some kind of sign
That you would be mine
I know it's wrong, I do
Hanging on too long
And I know it's wrong
Hanging on too long
Turn me inside out and upside down
And try to see things my way
Turn a new page, tear the old one out
And I'll try to see things your way
The way that we've been speaking now
I swear that we'd be friends, I swear
'Cos all these little deals go down with
Little consequences, we share, we share
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