| Waited all night for you to come home
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| I always hated sleeping alone
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| Watching the roses wither away
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| Wishing my memories would die out the same
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| I waited all night, yeah, you never came
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| I miss the long nights under street lights
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| When our hearts were made of gold
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| I miss the feeling that we had then
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| We were never growing old
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| Yeah, I miss it all
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| Whoa oh, whoa oh, whoa oh
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| Yeah, I miss it all
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| Whoa oh, whoa oh, whoa oh
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| Everyone’s trying to help me move on
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| They say it gets better in the long run
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| You could say that I’ve a couple good days
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| But nobody’s eyes shine quite the same way
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| I waited all night, yeah, you never came
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| I miss the long nights under street lights
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| When our hearts were made of gold
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| I miss the feeling that we had then
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| We were never growing old
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| Yeah, I miss it all
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| Whoa oh, whoa oh, whoa oh
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| Yeah, I miss it all
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| Whoa oh, whoa oh, whoa oh
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| Waited all night for you to come home
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| I always hated sleeping alone
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| I hope that the lipstick I left on your face
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| Stays red like the roses I laid on your grave
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| I miss the long nights under street lights
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| When our hearts were made of gold
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| I miss the feeling that we had then
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| We were never growing old
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| Yeah, I miss it all
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| Whoa oh, whoa oh, whoa oh
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| Yeah, I miss it all
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| Whoa oh, whoa oh, whoa oh |