So there's one
And only one
Thing you get to do
And if you're lucky
You might even get to choose
But you were so certain
You went for the door
Wishing me luck and
Not offering anything more
You were so sure
So there's one
And only one person
You get to know
And if you're lucky
They'll stick around
'Til you go
But you were so certain
You went for the door
Wishing me luck and
Not promising anything more
You were so sure
So there's one
And only one person
You will be
Written in stone
By the time you're twenty-three
But you were so certain
You went for the door
Wishing me luck and
Not promising anything more
You were so sure
And when your half-smile
Has lost its allure
You've wrung your past dry
And there's no tragedy
Left to whore
You will be sure
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