| Last year’s wishes,
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| Are this year’s apologies.
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| Every last time I come home,
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| I take my last chance,
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| To burn a bridge or two.
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| I only keep myself this sick in the head,
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| 'Cause I know how the words get you.
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| We’re the new face of failure.
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| Prettier and younger but not any better off.
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| bullet proof of loneliness,
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| At best.
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| At best.
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| Me and you,
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| Setting in a honeymoon.
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| If I woke up next to you.
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| (If I woke up next to you.)
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| Me and you,
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| Setting in a honeymoon.
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| If I woke up next to you.
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| (If I woke up next to you.)
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| Collect the bad habits,
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| That you couldn’t better keep,
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| Out of the words that I loved
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| The tree I used to lay beneath,
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| kiss teeth
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| stained red
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| From a sour bottled baby girl
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| And eyes the size of baby worlds
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| We’re the new face of failure.
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| Prettier and younger but not any better off.
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| bullet proof of loneliness,
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| At best.
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| At best.
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| Me and you,
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| Setting in a honeymoon.
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| If I woke up next to you.
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| (If I woke up next to you.)
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| Me and you,
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| Setting in a honeymoon.
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| If I woke up next to you.
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| (If I woke up next to you.)
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| Me and you,
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| Setting in a honeymoon.
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| If I woke up next to you.
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| (If I woke up next to you.)
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| Me and you,
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| Setting in a honeymoon.
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| If I woke up next to you.
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| (If I woke up next to you.)
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| the best
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| Way to make it through,
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| is hearts and wrists in tact
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| is to realize,
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| Two out of three ain’t bad.
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| Ain’t bad.
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| Me and you,
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| Setting in a honeymoon.
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| If I woke up next to you.
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| (If I woke up next to you.)
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| Me And you,
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| (Honeymoon.)
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| Setting in a honeymoon.
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| (A honeymoon.)
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| Me and you,
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| Setting in a honeymoon.
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| If I woke up next to you.
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| (If I woke up next to you.)
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| Me and you,
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| Setting in a honeymoon.
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| If I woke up next to you.
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| (Honeymoon.) |