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I am waking up on a Monday,
To catch the same old routine that my life has been getting used to,
Like I used to..

Catch the bus at 8 o'clock,
Or how I'd lie, and say I'd walk to it,
So I could see you, so we could make our way 'round town,

Where all the things we knew,
We're old as hell, but hell we couldn't tell,
We couldn't tell a thing, when we were closer than we'd ever been,
And now the worst part,
Is telling you goodbye,

And all that I can do, is ask you,
Why'd you have to...
Go Away,
And take my heart with you,
Well if you coulda stayed,
I'd have a lot to say,

You are sixteen years of age,
And clearly you are doing all the things,
That you had said,
Would never be a problem,
But the problem here is that,
The air you breathe is not the dixie kind,
That you grew up with,
In this southern town,

Where all the things we knew,
We're old as hell, but hell we couldn't tell,
We couldn't tell a thing, when we were closer than we'd ever been,
And now the worst part,
Is telling you goodbye,

And all that I can do, is ask you,
Why'd you have to...
Go Away,
And take my heart with you,
Well if you coulda stayed,
I'd have a lot to say,

To say that you are wrong,
To ditch this town, and move along,
And if you by chance hear this song,
Could you please, sing along?

So that when you...
Go away,
And find yourself a new place,
To hang with all your new friends,
You won't say,
That everyone's okay.

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