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Everyday moves from a blessing to a curse Pull out of the driveway slip it in reverse Take a turn for the better, a turn for the worse And you're stuck out on the interstate again Sit at a desk and watch the clock Time slows down and grinds to a stop You wish it was a dream but you know it's not And it's getting too hard to pretend CHORUS But you do it everyday and you don't know why Paint by numbers, pass away the time There ain't no reason, ain't no rhyme You do it everyday and you don't know why She wakes up to an empty bed Lies there alone with the thoughts in her head All the words unspoken, words unsaid She throws back the covers and walks downstairs The coffee on the counter is black and cold

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