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These days I'd much rather be on my own

No more walking those streets that I once called my home

Because down every lane there are faces and names

That have memories attached that I'd sooner let go

Sooner than I'd go home again

Sooner than I'd go home again

Sooner than I'd go home again

Sooner than I'd go home again

I never called, let our friendship dissolve

Now my welcome's worn out and your hate for me's grown

To the point when I try to amend all the lies

All those memories return that I'd sooner let go

Sooner than I'd go home again

Sooner than I'd go home again

Sooner than I'd go home again

Sooner than I'd go home again