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I have searched for you
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In the darkness of a dozen dingy dancefloors
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In countless queues of cafes in the suburbs
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In the bedclothes of a thousand strangers bedrooms
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And I have yearned for you
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In the airless Hubs of international airports
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In the hollow hell of many hundred hotels
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In the solitary stillness of the early hours
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And I still do
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Sometimes the things you need
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Are right back where you started from
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So, fuck you, Hollywood
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For teaching us that love was free and easy
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For dressing all our daughters as princesses
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For telling tales that all have happy endings
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And fuck you, Motley Crue
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For culling us with access and with excess
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For telling tales that leave out all the dark sides
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For bringing out that lowest drive in everyone
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Oh, fuck you
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Sometimes the things you need
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Are right back where you started from
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Sometimes the things you need
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They hang around a little while
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Then they're good and gone
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If I could just have a second try
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I'd take the second call you made that night
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Find myself an airport, find a credit card
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Find a flight or something and I'd head back to the start
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Sometimes the things I need
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They hang around a little while
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Then they're good and gone
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Sometimes the things I need
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They hang around a little while
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Then they're good and gone
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Yes they're good and gone