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Fourteen years and counting, bolder every day
She spends her hours reading, and hides herself away
She sits there with those headphones on
And fills her life with Grace
And Alice is her holy grail

She'll never let go of her lover
She will never let go of her friend
She'll never let go of Alice, and the hurt may never mend
She'll never stop living stories, but the pages blind her view
So maybe she just wasn't watching when Alice found someone new

A glass of wine for breakfast - an early end to the day
She hears familar footsteps, but looks the other way
She hasn't swapped a word with her since that day in June
A fleeting glance will have to do

So give me one good reason why she shouldn't just give up now
(For all the good we can do)
Give me one good reason why she shouldn't just give up now
Cos sometimes making the effort just brings you down
Sometimes making the effort brings you down