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Y'know you did everything righttried to be dependable every time,so it's hard to understand whyyou're the one who should find it harder to sleep at nightand get needled by the thoughtthat you may have been mistaken all along,while you wait - wait and wait for a callbut the phone, it doesn't cry from its cradle at allat allat allit would be something ifif somehow after thisyou could still call yourself - the great optimistso you find somewhere to bewhere you don't feel you're caught in betweenand where you won't get crushed by the counterweightthat's gonna buckle under the strain of all your disbeliefand light comes through the leaveslike bandits shooting at your feetand indeed, there's honour among thievesand the good guys always win - you say, eventuallyeventuallySongtexteeventuallyit would be something ifif somehow after thisyou could still call yourself - it would be something ifif somehow after thisyou could still call yourself - the great optimist Aus Songtexte Mania