| I let you know that my mind is moving fast
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| Even I can’t keep up with all its pace
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| But how can you know without trying to try it again
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| Forgot my heart in the backseat of your car
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| While you were driving away from my front door
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| Don’t make me stop dreaming about you
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| Now you’re talking to somebody else
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| About your mind, that is a mess
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| Like mine, like I do in a room, where nothing lasts
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| It’s up to you
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| And I don’t mind if you do what you have to do to feel good
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| Go cut me loose
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| Yeah, I don’t mind if you do what you gotta do to feel good
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| Cause I don’t know how to feel you
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| We kinda played by the rules we never made
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| Hoping that we could somehow stand a chance
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| But we were always beyond our expiration date
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| Looked after one of the neighbour’s dogs for a while
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| Your mum and I would have gotten along just fine
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| Go blame the stars that are just as high as we were
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| Now you’re talking to somebody else
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| About your mind, that is a mess
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| Like mine, like I do in a room, where nothing lasts
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| It’s up to you
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| And I don’t mind if you do what you have to do to feel good
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| Go cut me loose
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| Yeah, I don’t mind if you do what you gotta do to feel good
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| I guess that you could say we’re both masters in different classes
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| On how to suppress our feelings we’ve just gotten used to people leaving
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| Nothing’s worse than to still feel hurting after all these years
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| Now I’m almost 25 and I still miss him all the time
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| It’s up to you
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| And I don’t mind if you do what you have to do to feel good
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| Go cut me loose
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| Yeah, I don’t mind if you do what you gotta do to feel good
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| (I don’t know how to feel you)
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| It’s up to you
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| And I don’t mind if you do what you have to do to feel good
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| (I don’t know how to feel you)
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| Go cut me loose
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| Yeah, I don’t mind if you do what you gotta do to feel good
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| Cause I don’t know how to feel you |