| I don’t wanna talk about it
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| I don’t wanna talk about it
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| I don’t wanna talk about it
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| I don’t wanna talk about it
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| Oh-oh oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
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| Oh-oh oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
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| Oh-oh oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
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| Oh-oh oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
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| We were young and drinking in the park
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| There was nowhere else to go
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| And you said you always had my back
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| Oh, but how were we to know?
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| That these are the days that bind you
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| Together, forever
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| And these little things define you
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| Forever, forever
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| All this bad blood here
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| Won’t you let it dry?
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| It’s been cold for years
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| Won’t you let it lie?
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| Oh-oh oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
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| Oh-oh oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
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| If we’re only ever looking back
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| We will drive ourselves insane
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| As the friendship goes, resentment grows
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| We will walk our different ways
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| That those are the days that bind us
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| Together, forever
|
| And those little things define us
|
| Forever, forever
|
| All this bad blood here
|
| Won’t you let it dry?
|
| It’s been cold for years
|
| Won’t you let it lie?
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| And I don’t wanna hear about the bad blood anymore
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| I don’t wanna hear you talk about it anymore
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| I don’t wanna hear about the bad blood anymore
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| I don’t wanna hear you talk about it anymore
|
| All this bad blood here
|
| Won’t you let it dry?
|
| It’s been cold for years
|
| Won’t you let it lie?
|
| Oh-oh oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
|
| Oh-oh oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
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| Oh-oh oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
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| Oh-oh oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh |