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Torn On The Platform 
Easy
by Jack Peñate
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Once more just before I'm torn on the platform
Once more just before I'm leaving on the platform
'Cause I miss you
And I 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 want the big smoke to me behind
The train at two
Platform three Waterloo
Fifty p to the tramp makes me feel kind
I get a good seat
With a window, my feet
Are up on the one in front, stares
But why do care
Like there's feelings in chairs
Trapped for three hours I get there
Eyes, eyes, are not dry, dry, dry
As I realise-lise-lise
That in a few minutes this train will be gone
Sighs, sighs, sighs, city fly's, fly's, fly's
Wonder why, why, why
Would want to leave 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 is the use
I've slack than a noose
Do or die or go shall I choose
'Cause eyes, eyes, eyes are not dry, dry, dry
As I realise-lise-lise
That in a few minutes this train will be gone
Sighs, sighs, sighs, city fly's, fly's, fly's
why, why, why
Would anyone want to leave where I from
I'm torn on the platform
Torn on the platform
Torn on the platform
Like in a the starts to slow
As the beeping carriage doors begin to close
Momentarily I'm standing froze
Then 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 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 want the big smoke to me behind
The train at two
Platform three Waterloo
Fifty p to the tramp makes me feel kind
I get a good seat
With a window, my feet
Are up on the one in front, stares
But why do care
Like there's feelings in chairs
Trapped for three hours I get there
Eyes, eyes, are not dry, dry, dry
As I realise-lise-lise
That in a few minutes this train will be gone
Sighs, sighs, sighs, city fly's, fly's, fly's
Wonder why, why, why
Would want to leave 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 is the use
I've slack than a noose
Do or die or go shall I choose
'Cause eyes, eyes, eyes are not dry, dry, dry
As I realise-lise-lise
That in a few minutes this train will be gone
Sighs, sighs, sighs, city fly's, fly's, fly's
why, why, why
Would anyone want to leave where I from
I'm torn on the platform
Torn on the platform
Torn on the platform
Like in a the starts to slow
As the beeping carriage doors begin to close
Momentarily I'm standing froze
Then 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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