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You win the argument At the end of every night I never know the perfect time To hit the bedside light Then we lie awake Watch headlights climb the blinds I want you to know what's going on In my mind I thought I was immortal a little while ago I thought that I was right but now I know I'm wrong about everything I think that I can sing And when you hear the song, you'll wanna sing along I'm wrong about everything Think I know what's happening I think you'll like our song, but I'm wrong The colours fade to grey And I'm left with black and white Don't know why I try To fight with what is right The truth is on our lips It looks like time to tell But you know I could be wrong about that as well I thought a happy ending was more or less assured I thought a little warmth could win the war I'm wrong about everything I think that I can sing

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