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Lost cat, in Arthur Street, black and white If you go, I'll come without a fight I'm sick of hearing damming words of you come cruising through my head And I'm too proud to sit here chasing time wasting things we shared Or thought we had You said I'm digging you a home Truth is, you left a long time ago But you can turn it on and play the innocent tho you've been caught And I'm too proud to sit here saying everything is how it was Never been this sure Take it from where you want to grow There's always tomorrow I'd rather have you smile than have you fall No matter where you go Ten men, in trial of love, succeed All those in Arthur Street will walk free And you can turn it on and play at anything you ever wanted to Cos you're not dull and I'm not strong enough to carry on wondering how We're gonna see this through From Letras Mania