| Nothing’s easy, I’ll be alright
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| Call it what you want
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| I wouldn’t ever waste a second when it’s time spent with you
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| But you’ve been busy, I know your type
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| You do what you want
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| But you know better than be messing up what I share with you
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| If I’m trying
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| Why should I give you up?
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| You’re not out of my reach
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| Do you think of what we said sometimes?
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| 'Cause I do
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| Need a few days, I’ll get myself right
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| I can’t write it off
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| 'Cause I won’t ever find it better, you make it feel like home
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| (And for the first time lately)
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| And for the first time lately, I’ve been ignoring
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| (My inner feelings, baby)
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| My inner feelings, does this mean that I’ll be fine on my own?
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| If I’m trying
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| Why should I give you up?
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| You’re not out of my reach
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| Do you think of what we said sometimes?
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| 'Cause I do
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| If I’m trying
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| Why should I give you up?
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| You’re not out of my reach
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| Do you think of what we said sometimes?
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| 'Cause Sunday was a friend of mine
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| Sunday was a friend of mine
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| Sunday was a friend of mine
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| Sunday was a friend of mine |