| We called it a party, even though everybody was sad
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| You showed up with some coffee, started moving at 7 am
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| You were having trouble sleeping, I was having trouble keeping still
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| When we talk it’s like a meeting, full of budgets and utility bills
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| Driving on the highway home, this time alone
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| Doesn’t mean the same without you
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| I turned on the radio to something slow
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| Just to let it fuck with my mood
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| And songs don’t sound the same
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| Without you in the passenger seat
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| Without you in the passenger seat
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| We made a deal when we started, and we knew it would take some work
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| Every day was like a party, and living life with no concern
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| I remember the feeling of driving to my parents place
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| I’d lean on in to kiss you, see the gap toothed smile on your face
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| Driving on the highway home, this time alone
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| Doesn’t mean the same without you
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| I turned on the radio to something slow
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| Just to let it fuck with my mood
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| And songs don’t sound the same
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| Without you in the passenger seat
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| Without you
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| You and I always laughed at the system
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| No, we wouldn’t be just another statistic
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| We said those things, all those years ago
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| I read some things I shouldn’t have seen
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| And you look like you’ve given up trying
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| You think I don’t care when you walk in the room
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| Katie just tell me, now, what can I do?
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| Driving on the highway home, this time alone
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| Doesn’t mean the same without you
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| I turned on the radio to something slow
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| Just to let it fuck with my mood
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| When the road starts to bend and the signal ends
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| And only static’s coming through
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| I think about the things you said, they echo in my head
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| I’m alone because I know it’s true
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| And songs don’t sound the same
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| Without you in the passenger seat
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| Without you in the passenger seat |