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Text: Caribou. Desiree.

You left me nowhere to start
And watch me falling apart
There's nothing left I can say
To stop it ending this way
I think you wanted me here
To watch it all disappear

Desiree
My mind's made up
Desiree
This can't go on
Desiree
My mind's made up
Desiree
You know we're not young

Desiree
My mind's made up
Desiree
This can't go on
Desiree
My mind's made up
You know we're not young