| It hasn’t been that long
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| Since we drank to the sunset until it was gone
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| And down with it went our pain and fear
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| As we slowly broke contact more
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| And more with every beer
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| And we passed out in each other’s arms
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| Both admitting we’d never felt better, never felt so warm
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| But awoke in each other’s eyes
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| Without wearing a stitch of clothing
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| We were both deeply in disguise
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| And maybe I just set aside the fact
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| That you were broken hearted
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| In my own special selfish way
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| And if I hadn’t set aside the fact
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| That you were broken hearted
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| Hell, knows where your heart would be today
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| It seems like it’s been so long
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| Since we kissed through the darkness
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| Until it was dawn
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| Up with it came our pain and fear
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| That we’d already lost each other
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| We both knew that the end was near
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| And maybe I just set aside the fact
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| That you were broken hearted
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| In my own special selfish way
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| And if I hadn’t set aside the fact
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| That you were broken hearted
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| Hell, knows where your heart would be today
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| Maybe with me Maybe with me Maybe with me Maybe with me |