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Matchbox Twenty Exile on Mainstream Bright Lights She got out of town on the railway, new york bound Took all except my name Another alien on broadway Well, some things in this world you just cant change Some things you cant see until it gets too late [chorus] Baby, baby, baby when all your love is gone Who will save me from all Im up against out in this world And maybe, maybe, maybe Youll find something thats enough to keep you But if the bright lights dont receive you You should turn yourself around and come on home I got a hole in me now I got a scar I can talk about She keeps a picture of me in her apartment in the city But some things in this world Man, they dont make sense Some things you dont leave until they leave you And then the things that you miss, you say [chorus] Baby, baby, baby when all your love is gone Who will save me from all Im up against out in this world And maybe, maybe, maybe Youll find something thats enough to keep you But if the bright lights dont receive you You should turn yourself around and come on home Let that city take you in (come on home) Let that city spit you out (come on home) Let that city take you down, yeah For God sakes turn around [chorus] Baby, baby, baby when all your love is gone Who will save me from all Im up against out in this world Yeah well, maybe, maybe, maybe Youll find something thats enough to keep you But if the bright lights dont receive you Well, turn yourself around and come on home Yeah, come on home Baby, baby, baby, baby Come on home Yeah, come on home Yeah, come on home Yeah, come on home Baby, baby, baby, baby Come on home |
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