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Torn On The Platform 
Easy
by Jack Peñate
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Once just 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 for now
'Cause I miss you, oh, how I miss you
You're not my girl you're my town
A weekend away
the city today
Don't want the big smoke to leave me behind
The train leaves at two
Platform three Waterloo
p to the 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
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 anyone 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 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 what shall I choose
'Cause eyes, eyes, eyes are not dry, dry, dry
As I realise-lise-lise
That in a few minutes this will be gone
Sighs, sighs, sighs, fly's, fly's, fly's
Wonder why, why, why
Would anyone want to leave where I from
I'm on the platform
Torn on the platform
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
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 love you
And I know this is for now
'Cause I miss you, oh, how I miss you
You're not my girl you're my town
A weekend away
the city today
Don't want the big smoke to leave me behind
The train leaves at two
Platform three Waterloo
p to the 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
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 anyone 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 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 what shall I choose
'Cause eyes, eyes, eyes are not dry, dry, dry
As I realise-lise-lise
That in a few minutes this will be gone
Sighs, sighs, sighs, fly's, fly's, fly's
Wonder why, why, why
Would anyone want to leave where I from
I'm on the platform
Torn on the platform
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
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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