Tom: A
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Well, I wish I could keep every piece of you
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All the lies and the truths
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All the trophies from your youth
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The phone you used to call me on
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I would put them all up on my shelf
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Just to be close to you
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And I wrote your name on the empty bottle of wine
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All the kisses in the parks
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Our first christmas lights
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Silver cone for your short black hair
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I would put each one in a box
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Just to have you near to me
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Some people just see a pile of junk
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They dont know that its pieces of
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Pieces of you
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But I'd trade it all just to have you here by my side
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Hear your laugh one more time
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Feel your hand holding mine
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See that hungry look in your eyes
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I would hide your keys so you couldn't drive
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Then you'd still be here with me
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Some people just see a pile of junk
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They dont know that its pieces of
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Pieces of you
