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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 I'm torn on the platform
'Cause I miss you
And I love you
And I this is over for now
'Cause I miss you, oh, how I miss you
You're not my you're my town
A weekend away
Leave the city today
Don't want the big smoke to leave me behind
The train leaves 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, everyone stares
But why do they care
Like 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 will be gone
Sighs, sighs, sighs, fly's, fly's, fly's
Wonder why, why, why
Would anyone 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 I had late
And missed the train and an excuse
But is the use
I've less slack than a noose
Do or die stay or go what shall I choose
'Cause eyes, eyes, eyes are not dry, dry, dry
As I realise-lise-lise
in a few this will be gone
Sighs, sighs, sighs, fly's, fly's, fly's
Wonder why, why, why
Would anyone want to leave where I come from
I'm torn on the platform
on the platform
Torn on the platform
Like in a the motion starts to slow
As the beeping carriage doors begin to close
Momentarily I'm standing froze
Then I jump 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 I'm torn on the platform
'Cause I miss you
And I love you
And I this is over for now
'Cause I miss you, oh, how I miss you
You're not my you're my town
A weekend away
Leave the city today
Don't want the big smoke to leave me behind
The train leaves 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, everyone stares
But why do they care
Like 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 will be gone
Sighs, sighs, sighs, fly's, fly's, fly's
Wonder why, why, why
Would anyone 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 I had late
And missed the train and an excuse
But is the use
I've less slack than a noose
Do or die stay or go what shall I choose
'Cause eyes, eyes, eyes are not dry, dry, dry
As I realise-lise-lise
in a few this will be gone
Sighs, sighs, sighs, fly's, fly's, fly's
Wonder why, why, why
Would anyone want to leave where I come from
I'm torn on the platform
on the platform
Torn on the platform
Like in a the motion starts to slow
As the beeping carriage doors begin to close
Momentarily I'm standing froze
Then I jump 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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