| I may not believe you or treat your worlds as gold
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| I may try to deceive you baby for treating me so cold
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| I rarely have a question they’d require me to care
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| And I can’t bear to hear excuses they’ve been driving me so spare
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| Now I can take that I didn’t mean what you meant to me
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| I can’t take that it didn’t mean a thing
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| But you can’t take it back, can’t switch it up on me
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| Keep it to yourself and let me be
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| No room for second guessing your either in or you’re out
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| Why am I wasting precious time while you can’t make up your mind
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| If you can’t see what you had if you can’t see what you’ve got
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| I got no sympathy if you can only see it when it’s gone
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| Now I can take that I didn’t mean what you meant to me
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| I can take that it didn’t mean a thing
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| But you can’t take it back, can’t switch it up on me
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| Keep it to yourself and let me be
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| Some silly little letters full of guilt that beg reprieve
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| So very analogue and thoughtful but you had your chance with me
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| It appears you’ve missed the boat she’s off to sail the seven seas
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| She calls herself gracious under fire not your opportunity
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| Now I can take that I didn’t mean what you meant to me
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| I can take that it didn’t mean a thing
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| But you can’t take it back can’t switch it up on me
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| Keep in to yourself and let me be
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| Now I can take that I didn’t mean what you meant to me
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| I can take that it didn’t mean a thing
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| But you can’t take it back can’t switch it up on me
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| Keep in to yourself and let me be |