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I wanna love it, but I just can't
Shot down when our souls began to dance
November upstairs, what do you mean?
Calm down, you're the one that lied to me

You prayed to God and I trusted that
I gave it up and now I can't ever get it back
And all your friends on Sunday morning
Do they have a clue? Wish I could have got a warning

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This can't be the end
If it ends like this, you win
Overtime, overtime
Forgive, my God, I'm tryin'
This can't be the end
If it ends like this, you win
Overtime, overtime
Forgive, my God, I'm tryin'

It was magic on the first touch
Turned tragic when I caught you coverin' up
Tell me how you put those tears in your eyes
Grand Central downstairs, skippin' work that night

You prayed to God and I trusted that
I gave it up and now I can't ever get it back
And all your friends on Sunday morning
Do they have a clue? Wish I could have got a warning

This can't be the end
If it ends like this, you win
Overtime, overtime
Forgive, my God, I'm tryin'
This can't be the end
If it ends like this, you win
Overtime, overtime
Forgive, my God, I'm tryin'
This can't be the end
If it ends like this, you win
Overtime, overtime
Forgive, my God, I'm tryin'
This can't be the end
If it ends like this, you win
Overtime, overtime
Forgive, my God, I'm tryin'

Writer(s): Jake Clifford Goss, Les Priest, Paul Klein

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