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Torn On The Platform 
Easy
by Jack Peñate
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Once more before I'm leaving torn on the platform
Once more just before I'm leaving on the platform
'Cause I miss you
And I love you
And I know this is over for now
'Cause I miss you, oh, how I miss you
You're not my girl you're my town
A weekend away
Leave the city today
Don't the big smoke to leave me behind
The leaves at two
Platform three Waterloo
p to the makes me kind
I get a good seat
With a window, my feet
Are up on the one in front, everyone stares
But why do they care
there's feelings in chairs
Trapped for three hours until I get there
Eyes, eyes, eyes are not dry, dry, dry
As I realise-lise-lise
That in a few minutes this train be gone
Sighs, sighs, sighs, city fly's, fly's, fly's
Wonder why, why, why
Would anyone want to where I come from
I'm torn on the platform
Torn on the platform
Torn on the platform
It's one fifty eight
Wish that I had been late
And missed the train and given them an excuse
But what is the use
I've less slack than a noose
Do or die or go what shall I choose
'Cause eyes, eyes, are not dry, dry, dry
As I realise-lise-lise
That in a few minutes train be gone
Sighs, sighs, sighs, fly's, fly's, fly's
Wonder why, why, why
anyone want to leave where I come from
I'm torn on the platform
Torn on the platform
Torn on the platform
Like in a the motion starts to slow
As the beeping carriage doors begin to close
I'm standing froze
I jump between the gap
Land on the platform flat
I'm not torn on the platform
Torn on the platform
Torn on the platform
Once more just before I'm leaving on the platform
'Cause I miss you
And I love you
And I know this is over for now
'Cause I miss you, oh, how I miss you
You're not my girl you're my town
A weekend away
Leave the city today
Don't the big smoke to leave me behind
The leaves at two
Platform three Waterloo
p to the makes me kind
I get a good seat
With a window, my feet
Are up on the one in front, everyone stares
But why do they care
there's feelings in chairs
Trapped for three hours until I get there
Eyes, eyes, eyes are not dry, dry, dry
As I realise-lise-lise
That in a few minutes this train be gone
Sighs, sighs, sighs, city fly's, fly's, fly's
Wonder why, why, why
Would anyone want to where I come from
I'm torn on the platform
Torn on the platform
Torn on the platform
It's one fifty eight
Wish that I had been late
And missed the train and given them an excuse
But what is the use
I've less slack than a noose
Do or die or go what shall I choose
'Cause eyes, eyes, are not dry, dry, dry
As I realise-lise-lise
That in a few minutes train be gone
Sighs, sighs, sighs, fly's, fly's, fly's
Wonder why, why, why
anyone want to leave where I come from
I'm torn on the platform
Torn on the platform
Torn on the platform
Like in a the motion starts to slow
As the beeping carriage doors begin to close
I'm standing froze
I jump between the gap
Land on the platform flat
I'm not torn on the platform
Torn on the platform
Torn on the platform
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