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Torn On The Platform 
Easy
by Jack Peñate
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Once more just before I'm leaving torn on the platform
Once just I'm leaving torn on the platform
'Cause I miss you
And I you
And I know this is over for now
'Cause I 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 to leave me behind
The 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 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 minutes this train will be gone
Sighs, sighs, sighs, city fly's, fly's, fly's
Wonder 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
It's one fifty eight
that I had been late
And the train and them an excuse
But is the use
I've less slack 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
That in a few minutes train 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 film the motion starts to slow
As the beeping carriage doors begin to close
Momentarily I'm standing froze
I between the gap
Land on the flat
I'm not torn on the platform
on the platform
Torn on the platform
Once just I'm leaving torn on the platform
'Cause I miss you
And I you
And I know this is over for now
'Cause I 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 to leave me behind
The 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 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 minutes this train will be gone
Sighs, sighs, sighs, city fly's, fly's, fly's
Wonder 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
It's one fifty eight
that I had been late
And the train and them an excuse
But is the use
I've less slack 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
That in a few minutes train 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 film the motion starts to slow
As the beeping carriage doors begin to close
Momentarily I'm standing froze
I between the gap
Land on the flat
I'm not torn on the platform
on the platform
Torn on the platform
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