Glee - Not The Boy Next Door Lyrics

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Not The Boy Next Door

Not The Boy Next Door Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Not The Boy Next Door By Glee?
Coming home used to feel so good
I'm a stranger now in my neighborhood I've seen the world at a faster place And I'm coming now from a different place Though I may look the same way to you Underneath there is somebody new I am not the boy next door I don't belong like I did before Nothing ever seems like it used to be You can have your dreams but you can't have me Oh, I can't come back there anymore 'Cause I am not the boy next door You've been saving those souvenirs Faded photographs from our foolish years We made plans but they're wearing thin And they don't work out 'cause I don't fit it And those memories'll just weigh you down 'Cause I got no place to keep 'em uptown I am not the boy next door I don't belong like I did before Nothing ever seems like it used to be You can have your dreams but you can't have me Oh, I can't go back there anymore 'Cause I am not the boy next door I'm not sorry for just being me But if you look past the past you can see That I am not Nothing ever seems like it used to be You can have your dreams, oh but you can't have me I can't go back there anymore 'Cause I am not (you are not), I am not (you are not), I am not The boy next door |
Who Wrote Not The Boy Next Door By Glee?
Dean Pitchford, Peter Woolnough Allen
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What's The Duration Of The Not The Boy Next Door By Glee?The duration of Not The Boy Next Door is 2:21 minutes and seconds. |
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