| …I, I, I
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| Left no time
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| To regret
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| Kept my dick wet
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| With that same old… bet.
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| Oooh and you…
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| You and your head high
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| And your tears dry
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| Get on without your… guy.
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| And I… I, I
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| went back to a view
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| So far removed
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| From all we’ve been through…
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| Oh and you…
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| And you you,
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| You tread a troubled track
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| Your odds are always stacked,
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| You’ll go back to black…
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| We only said goodbye
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| with words
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| I know a hundred times
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| I go back to her
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| and you go back to,
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| (you go back to)
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| I loved you much,
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| it’s not enough
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| I love blowing you love puff
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| And life,
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| is like a pipe
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| And I’m a tiny penny rollin' up the walls inside
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| We only said goodbye with words
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| I died a hundred times
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| You go back to her and I go back to…
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| We only said goodbye with words
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| I died a hundred times…
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| You go back to her
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| And I go back to…
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| I go back to…
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| black. |