| I woke up today.
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| That was my first mistake.
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| Woulda been better off
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| In the middle of a dream
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| I was havin’bout a brighter day.
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| Yesterday, I gave my heart away.
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| By the middle of the day,
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| You could search for a sucker
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| and buy it now on ebay.
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| Hold your head up and face the day.
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| Seems like everybody’s got a way
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| to say «I'm doing OK.»
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| I’m OK as long as you’re happy-
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| Without me.
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| Without my hand- to hold.
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| Without my jacket- to keep you warm when you’re cold.
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| Oh yeah you’re cold.
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| Popsicle lovin, pie crusts,
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| Promises, ice cream kisses
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| That I’m really gonna miss you.
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| Smithsonian, peppermint,
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| Sugar coated accident, empty locker, cavity,
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| And now we’re just history.
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| And this is all I ever wnated.
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| I can take the heartbreak.
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| Can I get something for my lovesick stomache ache?
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| I threw up today.
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| I kinda sorta prayed
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| To go back in time and rewrite these lines
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| But I’ll settle for a Bloody Mary.
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| «What's that?"you say.
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| You say you’re not so OK.
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| Looin down from the top of a 30-foot drop.
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| That’s exactly what you wanted.
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| Hold your head up and face the day.
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| Seems like yesterday you got your way.
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| But I am doing OK.
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| What’s that you say?
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| You say you’re not really happy without me.
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| Without my hand- to hold.
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| Without my jacket
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| To keep you warm when you’re cold.
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| This is all I ever wnated.
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| I can take the heartbreak.
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| Can I get something for my lovesick stomacheache?
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| And this is much more than I needed.
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| (Can I have some Ginger Ale?)
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| I feel the agony of the defeated.
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| (Tell her she can go to hell.)
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| And if you really wanna make me feel better
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| Just don’t let her take the sweater
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| I was wearin when I met her
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| Cause I know she’s gonna say it was hers.
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| But it’s mine. |
| That shit is mine.
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| Popsicle lovin, pie crusts,
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| Promises, ice cream kisses
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| That I’m really gonna miss you.
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| Smithsonian, peppermint,
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| Sugar coated accident, empty locker,
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| Cavity, and now we’re just history. |