| Your frame
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| Walks into the window
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| Giving me a picture
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| Of what I already know
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| In the darkness
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| Baby you sit so close
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| Press your hand up against mine
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| But only with the lights low
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| We’re so good at playing games
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| But what happens when it’s over?
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| After a drink you say my name
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| But forget me when you’re sober
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| I’m thinkin' we’re over
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| I know I’ll never get closure
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| No, 'cause you’re spoken for
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| No, 'cause you’re spoken for
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| I’m thinkin' it over
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| Wonder if you ever told her
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| No, 'cause you’re spoken for
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| No, 'cause you’re spoken for
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| You call
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| I don’t pick up at all
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| I got nothing left to say
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| Better stop saying my name
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| Everytime she leaves town
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| You come running back around
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| I know I should say no
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| We lose control with the lights low
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| We’re so good at playing games
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| But what happens when it’s over?
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| After a drink you say my name
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| But forget me when you’re sober
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| I’m thinkin' we’re over
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| I know I’ll never get closure
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| No, 'cause you’re spoken for
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| No, 'cause you’re spoken for
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| I’m thinkin' it over
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| Wonder if you ever told her
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| No, 'cause you’re spoken for
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| No, 'cause you’re spoken for
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| We’re so good at playing games
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| But what happens when it’s over?
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| You forget me when you’re sober |