| He asks me where I’ve been
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| He looks at me the way he always does
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| Before he makes a scene
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| And pours another whiskey in his glass
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| His anger builds inside
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| Towards another sleepless night
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| But …
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| There’s nothing I can say
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| He knows he’s only making matters worse
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| It always ends this way
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| I’ll be crying and then he’ll be slamming doors
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| Still shouting from outside
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| I know he won’t be back tonight
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| What if this love was just something that happened
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| L-O-V-E spelled across the sky
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| What if this love wasn’t taken for granted
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| A most convenient, long credible lie
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| Still I never find the words
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| And if I did he wouldn’t hear them anyway
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| I know he really hurts
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| But there’s a price that I just can’t afford to pay
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| A war that I can’t fight
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| It may be killing me tonight
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| What if this love was just something that happened
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| L-O-V-E spelled across the sky
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| What if this love wasn’t taken for granted
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| A most convenient, long credible lie
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| And when he is back
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| There will be excuses
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| Flowers and anything he can think of
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| No matter what
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| This time he loses
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| Don’t wanna be strangled by this kind of love
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| What if this love was just something that happened
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| L-O-V-E spelled across the sky
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| What if this love wasn’t taken for granted
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| A most convenient, long credible lie |