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We made it around full circle, it never ends,
Loving, living, fighting, crying, talking, loving, living, fighting
It's getting old, I'm getting old, and I'm getting tired
Of this same old run around.
It takes a weekend to figure this out?
What you're supposed to have known
Since day one.
Ever think, if I had just, kept on drumming,
Never asked a question.
I'd still be drumming, and you'd be my "what if?"
But instead I put the sticks down,
and kissed you with my eyes shut tight
I should've kept them open.
I should've kept on drumming.
This time around, I don't have time for you to waste.
I've got enough on my plate.