| It’s hard to be scared of a little thunder
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| When you’ve spent your whole life waiting in the rain
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| You reminisce, just grin, look back and wonder
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| If you’re ever gonna feel that way again
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| Yeah, but you sit all at home, you’re waiting
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| But I’ve got a long way to go
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| Just hold on 'til the stars start fading
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| Just feel like I’m almost home
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| Yeah, there’s no tendency that I can see
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| To get you off my mind
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| I’m just flawed
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| No, I’m just flawed
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| Sirens went off in his head
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| Still half-drunk in a foreign bed
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| Said he’d be home after work, but he went to the bar instead
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| And instead of with his wife, he woke up with this new acquaintance
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| He met after seven shots and a couple of beers to chase it
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| Basically he was wasted, but there’s always a choice
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| Reason chimed in, but he was ignoring the voice
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| Now he’s throwing on his wrinkled clothes
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| And he knows when he goes home
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| To that glass house with these old stones
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| He gonna put on this mask, kiss her neck and then ask
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| «How was your night?» |
| before she even has a chance to react
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| He’ll be fine, it isn’t like this is the first time
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| Shit, everybody needs an occasion to unwind
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| Ain’t a crime to run away from things occasionally
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| A way to release, that’s just human nature and he
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| Pulled down the driveway, saw his daughter playing on the lawn
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| And all his rationalization was gone
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| I’ve been trying, but can’t deny
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| That these things I do, I can’t justify
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| I feel it weighing while I’m by your side
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| I’m just flawed
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| Yeah, I’m just flawed
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| He was greeted with a orange juice and something to eat
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| And a kiss on the cheek, as if he didn’t just cheat
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| Felt that shiver down his neck
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| That’s the feeling of regret
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| As she handed him his eggs, smelling whiskey on his breath
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| Before she had the chance to even ask him about last night
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| He said he had some drinks and crashed on the couch at the office
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| All this was just an obvious lie
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| And she could feel it in her gut, but said nothing as a reply
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| She just stared at the man that she’d given everything to
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| And the silence built into tension that enveloped the room
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| 'Til it was broken by the daughter saying
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| «Daddy come see
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| This picture that I drew of you and mommy back when you seemed
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| So much happier
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| Is anything wrong?
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| Am I in trouble?»
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| «No, everything is fine» they said
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| «We both love you»
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| And they both smiled as the moment occurred
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| Like they forgot how fucking broken they were
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| I’ve been trying, but can’t deny
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| That these things I do, I can’t justify
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| I feel it weighing while I’m by your side
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| I’m just flawed
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| Yeah, I’m just flawed
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| He stood there in the shower
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| With the steam filling his lungs
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| As if the water could wash away all the shit that he’d done
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| He let it run, deep in thought about when he was young
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| Got out and looked in the mirror back at the man he’d become
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| Then he opened the door to see his wife on the bed
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| On the verge of tears, looked him in the eyes and instead
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| Of saying anything, she threw him his phone with a text read
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| But instead of more lies, he just looked at her and said
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| I’ve been trying, but can’t deny
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| That these things I do, I can’t justify
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| I feel it weighing while I’m by your side
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| I’m just flawed
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| Yeah, I’m just flawed
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| I’ve been trying, but can’t deny
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| That these things I do, I can’t justify
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| I feel it weighing while I’m by your side
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| I’m just flawed
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| Yeah, I’m just flawed |