| You came in through the front door
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| Kicked right through to my heart babe
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| I swear I told myself to run
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| Now I’m circled in the darkness
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| I’m trying to function
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| I’m trying to regain myself now
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| But I never wanted this
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| All I ever I wanted was the best for ya
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| But you coulda told me
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| You coulda told me
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| That you ain’t want me
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| Yea you coulda told me
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| You coulda told me
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| That you ain’t love me
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| But you should know that
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| I would’a married you baby
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| We probably would’a had bout a couple
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| Maybe two babies
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| But now you got me singing
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| Ohhhhhh (what goes around, comes around, goes around comes… right back around)
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| But now you got me singing
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| Ohhhhh (what goes around, comes around, goes around, comes… right back around) |