| Pick me up, parking lot
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| It’s been two weeks and you don’t kiss me
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| Tired eyes, forcing smiles
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| You say you’re fine but I know that line
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| Do you ever think of us? |
| (Oh-oh)
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| Tell me, do you ever think of us? |
| (Oh-oh)
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| Do you know how many times I tried to push
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| Aside the fact that you’re with someone else?
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| I find it hard to be myself, I know you think of someone else
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| 'Cause every time we go to bed you throw a
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| T-shirt on and then you turn the other way
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| And it fucking hurts like hell when I know you want someone else
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| I’m falling down, I’m dying now
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| Without your touch, I need your love
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| Talking slow, put us on hold
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| We fixed us twice, so now I guess it’s time
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| Did you ever think of us? |
| Oh-whoa
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| When you slowly took his clothes off, mm
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| Do you know how many times I tried to push
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| Aside the fact that you’re with someone else?
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| I find it hard to be myself, I know you think of someone else
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| 'Cause every time we go to bed you throw a
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| T-shirt on and then you turn the other way
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| And it fucking hurts like hell when I know you want someone else
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| It fucking hurts like hell
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| I know you want someone else
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| Ah, I guess I’m to blame 'cause I moved away
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| I put you in pain and it’s driving me insane
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| I know I shouldn’t have taken you for granted
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| And I should’ve wanted the tree that we planted
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| I bought a ticket straight to hell
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| The day I made you look for someone else
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| But did you ever think of us? |
| Oh-whoa
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| When you slowly took his clothes, oh
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| Do you know how many times I tried to push
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| Aside the fact that you’re with someone else?
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| I find it hard to be myself, I know you think of someone else
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| 'Cause every time we go to bed you throw a
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| T-shirt on and then you turn the other way
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| And it fucking hurts like hell when I know you want someone else
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| It fucking hurts like hell
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| I know you want someone else
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| It fucking hurts like hell
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| I know you want someone else |