| I wake up in the morning
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| I haven’t had much sleep
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| Find myself crying out aloud
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| Gotta focus my attention
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| On the things I’ve gotta do
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| But everything I do it seems
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| Reminds me of you
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| I’ve had enough
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| Of this thing called love
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| Burning with a fever
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| Under pressure soaring high
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| Seems my mind is running overtime
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| Gotta reach some kind of compromise
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| Before I go insane
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| But everything I do it seems
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| Reminds me of you
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| I’ve had enough
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| Of this thing called love
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| I’ve had enough
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| Of this thing called love, huh!
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Gotta get out, gotta get out of here
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| Gotta get out, gotta get out of here
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| Oh, you’re driving me insane
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| I’ll never be, I’ll never be the same
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| No, no, no
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| Oh, this thing called love
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| Oh, this thing called love
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| Gotta get out, gotta get out of here
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| Gotta get out, gotta get out of here
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| Oh, you’re driving me insane
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| I’ll never be, I’ll never be the same
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| No, no, no
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| I’ve had enough
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| Of this thing called love
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| I can feel love’s sticky fingers
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| Gripping hard on me
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| Can’t put myself through all that again
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| I’ve come to the conclusion
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| I’m running out of time
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| Everything I do
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| Reminds me of you
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| I’ve had enough
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| Of this thing called love
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| I’ve had enough
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| Of this thing called love
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| You know it’s driving me insane
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| You know it’s driving me insane
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| Gotta get out, gotta get out
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| Get out of here
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| Get out of here
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| Get out of here
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| Get out of here
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| Get out of here |