| I never thought I would be alone again
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| But I’m sitting in the dark and counting my friends
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| On the hands I used to hold you with
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| And what’s the point in getting dressed
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| If I’m only gonna take my own clothes off
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| And go back to bed
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| In the room you used to hold me in?
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| It’s not about what you did, I can get over that
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| But I’m never gonna get over the way that you laughed
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| It still makes my skin scream
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| It’s not about what you did, I can get over that
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| But I’m never gonna get over the shit that you said
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| It still makes my skin scream at me:
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| «You're better off lonely»
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| «You're better off lonely»
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| I never thought I would be a memory
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| But you’re peeling all the posters off the walls
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| They’re getting kinda empty
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| But maybe that’s easier
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| Or maybe it’s a little bit worse
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| Those marks remind you of me
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| Why can’t you see you’re better off lonely?
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| It’s not about what you did, I can get over that
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| But I’m never gonna get over the way that you laughed
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| It still makes my skin scream
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| It’s not about what you did, I can get over that
|
| But I’m never gonna get over the shit that you said
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| It still makes my skin scream at me:
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| «You're better off lonely»
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| «You're better off lonely»
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| You’re better off lonely
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| It’s not about what you did, I can get over that
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| But I’m never gonna get over the way that you laugh
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| (Better off lonely)
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| It still makes my skin scream
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| (You're better off lonely)
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| It’s not about what you did, I can get over that
|
| (You're better off lonely)
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| But I’m never gonna get over the shit that you said
|
| It still makes my skin scream at me:
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| «You're better off lonely»
|
| It’s not about what you did, I can get over that
|
| (Better off lonely)
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| But I’m never gonna get over the way that you laugh
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| (You're better off lonely)
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| It still makes my skin scream:
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| «You're better off lonely» |