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Donât you worry baby, I told you I was coming home.
I went into the back, fell between the cracks, all alone.
So when you say you did, well I say you didnât.
When you roll your eyes, I think youâre kidding.
Itâs a memory; that we could never be.
And itâs big and black, itâs stuck on your shoulder.
And it drags you down, it makes you feel older.
Itâs a photograph, all that we never had.
Itâs a lot (Itâs a lot) Ã 4
And itâs a cardboard box, stuck in a corner.
Itâs your back wood talk, Iâll make it in tone.
Itâs your funny ring. Midas is everything.
And itâs the call I made, when you were looking.
Itâs the slack I gave, I read in a book.
Itâs a magazine, all that youâve never seen.
Itâs a lot (Itâs a lot) Ã 3
Itâs a lot
And itâs not what you thought
Itâs a lot
Donât you worry baby, I told you I was coming home.
I would never leave you there, waiting in your chair, all alone.
So when you say you did, well I say you didnât.
When you roll your eyes, I think youâre kidding.
Itâs a memory; All we could never be.
Itâs a lot (Itâs a lot) Ã 7
Itâs a lot
And itâs not what you thought
Itâs a lot
Donât you worry baby à 6