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Baby, I'm bored,
Maybe it's you,
It's so hard to tell,
You're so far out of view,
You're crying down the phone,
You feel like you're alone,
I feel I'm with myself,
Just chilling on my own.
Baby it's true,
With so many sides of me,
So few sides of you,
It get pretty hard to see,
Where one side starts,
And the other one begins,
I think I'm losing myself,
This time it's really happening,
And as I do I'm losing you,
So that's one less thing to do.
And as a do I'm losing you,
So that's one less thing to do.
And baby it's hard,
The only time we speak,
Is a long distance call,
Through a PC screen,
Had this time to myself,
Still I don't feel free,
There's a wall between you and me.
And it's true I'm losing you,
So that's one less thing to do,
And it's true I'm losing you,
So that's one less thing to do.
It's a long, long way to make a point,
Said it's a long, long way to make a point.
Baby it's true,
With so many sides of me,
So few sides of you,
It get pretty hard to see,
Where one side starts,
And the other one begins,
I think I'm losing myself,
This time it's really happening,
And as I do I'm losing you,
So that's one less thing to do.
And as a do I'm losing you,
So that's one less thing to do.
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