| Well I've had one too many cigarettes burning up my lungs
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| Had the taste of one too many lips hanging of my tongue, oh, oh, oh, oh
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| Sunday morning getting high, drinking here alone
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| Thinking up a brand new alibi for not coming home, oh, oh, oh, oh
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| And I'm sorry I say "fuck" so much
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| I'm not a saint, but I could be if I try
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| Lord knows I've got habits to break
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| I'm really good at being good at goodbyes
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| I'm gonna give you fair warning that I
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| I'm not a saint, but I could be if I try
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| Lord knows I don't learn from mistakes
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| And I'm not here unless I'm here by your side
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| I'm not a saint, but I could be if I
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| Sober up and settle down, give a little talk
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| 'Bout how I can't keep from runnin' 'round
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| Say it's not your fault, oh, oh
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| And I'm sorry I lie so much
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| I'm not a saint, but I could be if I try
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| Lord knows I've got habits to break
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| I'm really good at being good at goodbyes
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| I'm gonna give you fair warning that I
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| I'm not a saint, but I could be if I try
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| Lord knows I don't learn from mistakes
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| And I'm not here unless I'm here by your side
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| I'm not a saint, but I could be if I try
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| Oh woah, oh woah, oh
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| Oh woah, oh woah, oh
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| Oh woah, oh woah, oh
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| I'm gonna give you fair warning that I
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| Will be the reason for the tears in your eyes
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| I'm not a saint, but I could be if I try
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| Lord knows I've got habits to break
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| I'm really good at being good at goodbyes
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| I'm gonna give you fair warning that I
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| I'm not a saint, but I could be if I try
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| Lord knows I don't learn from mistakes
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| And I'm not here unless I'm here by your side
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| I'm gonna give you fair warning that I
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| Oh woah, oh woah, oh
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| Oh woah, oh woah, oh
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| Oh woah, oh woah, oh
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| I'm not a saint, but I could be if I try |