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It's getting late
I think my time is running out
No one special
Nothing lasting with inside How should I stay calm
When panic lies just ahead?
Everyone can see my youth
Hanging by a thread No subtle men
Came to my town
No subtle men
Begging for my hand I'm one of few who's left
When everyone has gone
The train is leaving
And it's too late to get on So much for running
When no one stays to wait
For another broken promise
To slip my mind by mistake Who would take my word
On anything these days?
I felt so many times
Saying I'm gonna change No subtle men
Came to my town
No subtle men No lifelong friend
Lives in my town
No subtle men
Begging for my hand
