| She was actin' funny, kinda crummy all through the week
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| I thought I had it covered with my lover, while I run the streets
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| Didn’t know they were conversating while I was sleep
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| Then I found a note on the dresser that she’s leaving me
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| I called the phone, and it would ring like someones on the line
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| I called her mother, she would stutter actin nonchalant (I, I, I don’t know where
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| she is)
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| I asked around town, they ain’t seen her in a while
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| If only life can rewind, can rewind
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| She was actin' funny, kinda crummy all through the week
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| I thought I had it covered with my lover, while I run the streets
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| Didn’t know they were conversating while I was sleep
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| Then I found a note on the dresser that she’s leaving me
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| I knew, it would be a risky chance
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| (even though I knew that)
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| I still went with the old plan
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| Never knew she would throw in her hand, oh
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| Oh how I wish I could change it
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| But I can’t even explain it
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| She was actin' funny, kinda crummy all through the week (mmmm)
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| I thought I had it covered with my lover, while I run the streets
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| (Didn't know that she was playing me)
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| Didn’t know they were conversating while I was sleep (whoaa)
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| Then I found a note on the dresser that she’s leaving me
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| She was actin' funny, kinda crummy all through the week
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| I thought I had it covered with my lover, while I run the streets
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| Didn’t know they were conversating while I was sleep
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| Then I found a note on the dresser that she’s leaving me |