| I ain’t used to this
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| So I tell you there’s no room for this
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| I always ruin shit
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| And I don’t wanna see you go through it
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| No, it ain’t like me to care
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| Or miss when you’re not there
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| But I’d rather die than not love you
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| Yeah, you might be unaware
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| I ghost when you’re not there
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| But I’d rather die than not love you
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| Try to fight it, but it’s too good
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| I don’t want it, but it’s too good (Too good)
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| What a lie, what a lie, why would I
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| Try to fight it, but it’s too good (Too good)
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| I ain’t used to this, yeah
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| A hundred times and I still do this shit
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| You got me caught up in my head, yeah
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| I need to let go, uh
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| Who am I scared for?
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| Like should I follow through?
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| No, it ain’t like me to care
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| Or miss when you’re not there
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| But I’d rather die than not love you
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| Yeah, you might be unaware
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| I ghost when you’re not there
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| But I’d rather die than not love you
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| Try to fight it, but it’s too good
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| I don’t want it, but it’s too good (Too good)
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| What a lie, what a lie, why would I
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| Try to fight it, but it’s too good (Too good)
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| Too good (Too good)
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| Too good (Too good)
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| Too good (Too good)
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| Too good, too good |