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Is that the long goodbye That's just the one you'll find Cut from the waist, you cut from the weak side It goes to waste You make the call so make the call shorter You break the spell or make the fall harder This time it's over unless i'm under Miss my nothing, miss my number Step out the light Step out and re-shape me Here comes the white Here comes the big empty If we're meant to part we're meant to part sweeter But it aches and swells and slips a cut deeper We don't ride, we don't ride to sunset We just ride until our last breath This time it's over unless i'm under Miss my nothing, miss my number 9669 You're on my mind