| It was raining when you came in
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| You said, «Sorry I’m all wet»
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| I said, «You don’t have to be sorry
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| I’ll help you take care of that»
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| You lay it all out on the table
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| I said there’s no need to make a mess
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| We try to study, don’t get a lot done
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| All busy, worried 'bout that test
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| College hall’s no place for a study date
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| You couldn’t look yourself straight through the mirror
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| Wasn’t my fault to work you on, I couldn’t wait
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| I shoulda known you couldn’t hold your own liquor
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| It’s a surefire but your daddy wouldn’t pay
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| If I’m tired, I’m going down undercover
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| You know the truth is loving you is not a mistake
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| But that’s a lot of bad karma
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| Hey, I wouldn’t make a bad father
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| And now you’re saying you’re gonna leave me
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| It took a long time to get you thre
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| You’re still a hot mess in your whit dress
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| I’m busy trying not to stare
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| Oh freedom, oh freedom
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| Like a heartbeat could drive you mad
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| The thunder outside, drowning out my visions
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| Of what we lost and what we had
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| College hall’s such a cold place to be awake
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| You couldn’t look yourself straight through the mirror
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| Wasn’t my fault to work you on, I couldn’t wait
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| I shoulda known you couldn’t hold your own liquor
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| It’s a surefire but your daddy wouldn’t pay
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| If I’m tired, I’m going down undercover
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| You know the truth is loving you is not a mistake
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| But that’s a lot of bad karma
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| Hey, I wouldn’t make a bad father
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| I’m afraid that I’m to blame if you give up, Kassie
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| If I ever make it out of my head, you can have me
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| Maybe I could stick around, yeah, I could shape up, settle down
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| But tonight I’m freaking out 'cause you won’t call
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| Cold shoulder, pulled over on the interstate
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| Double take, saw a little face in the mirror
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| Knew I couldn’t tell your mother when I saw your plate
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| Z to Z but you couldn’t speak through the shivers
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| You zip your jacket, try to hide your red letter A
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| Half mast, scattered ashes in the water
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| You know the truth is you could cut this any other way
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| It’s just a lot of bad karma
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| Hey, I wouldn’t make a bad father
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| 'Cause you won’t call, won’t
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| 'Cause you won’t, 'cause you won’t
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| You won’t call |