| I recall that night we met
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| Do you remember when I said
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| How I loved your summer dress
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| You said, “It’s borrowed, just like my bed"
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| But you said, “This scene is mine”
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| Facing that I can no longer face you
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| Feels like the rain when summer’s out of sight
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| Hearing you leave out my name makes me want you
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| You personalize pain, you know what I like
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| An empty room, a stranger’s bed
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| I had to crawl the halls to ask
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| When we might meet, before you left
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| You said, “Maybe tomorrow, or never again"
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| But you said, "Right now, I’m yours”
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| Facing that I can no longer face you
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| Feels like the rain when summer’s out of sight
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| Hearing you leave out my name makes me want you
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| You personalize pain, you know what I like
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| Facing that I can’t face you
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| Feels like the rain is washing out my wounds with saline
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| Those faces that take me back to you personalize the pain
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| I’m searching for the one that tore me to pieces
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| Facing that I can no longer face you
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| Feels like the rain when summer’s out of sight
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| Hearing you leave out my name makes me want you
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| You personalize pain, you know what I like
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| Facing that I can’t face you
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| Feels like the rain is washing out my wounds with saline
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| Those faces that take me back to you personalize the pain
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| I’m searching for the one that tore me to pieces |