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Girl, I know you're not coming back anymore So why, oh, why do I keep on watching the door? I talk to you As though you can hear what I say But I'll lose my mind If I keep on acting this way I've got to get a hold on myself Got to make believe I don't care Got to go someplace Find a brand new place Got to get out and get somewhere Got to get a hold on myself Got to take what life has to give Got to get on the track And lay down and die Got to get a hold on myself Late at night I hear footsteps sound down the hall And I tell myself that you're coming back after all Telephone rings but there's no one on the line No, no, no, when I stop and think I know it's all in my mind I've got to get a hold on myself Got to make believe I don't care Got to go someplace Find a brand new place Got to get out and get somewhere Got to get a hold on myself Got to take what life has to give Got to get on the track And lay down and die Got to get a hold on myself |