| I know that I should turn around, settle up take the last one down
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| But neon words are shining, got me sharing my last cigarette with you
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| And the hell if I go home
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| I know that I should be the one to end this now and cut this off
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| But I’m buying your bullshit, and you’re drunk on every line I’m selling you
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| So the hell if I go home
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| Ooh, I know that I should leave, we’re both better off alone
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| Ooh, don’t leave it up to me, I can’t do this on my own, no
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| So darling bless your soul, cause the hell if I go home
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| We’ll talk this into something fast, as something leads to nothing
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| And nothing gets you running like a sober-waking-up in someone’s bed
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| But the hell if I go home
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| Ooh, I know that I should leave, we’re both better off alone
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| Ooh, don’t leave it up to me, I can’t do this on my own, no
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| So darling bless your soul, cause the hell if I go home
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| I know that I should go and I know you know it too
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| But leaving isn’t easy, unless I’m leaving here with you
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| Ooh, I know that I should leave, we’re both better off alone |
| Ooh, don’t leave it up to me, I can’t do this on my own, no
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| So darling bless your soul, cause the hell if I go home
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| And ooh, so darling bless your soul, cause the hell if I go home |