| Lately, all I wanna do
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| Is lie around with you
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| And complain about the youth
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| How we’ll never leave your room
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| Tell me everything that bothers you
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| Aimlessly driving on the highway
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| Hoping that you’ll check your phone
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| And that you’re still awake
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| Please don’t take this as anything
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| But honest, I am
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| I’m still stuck on last Thursday
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| When you undressed and whispered my name
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| Lately, all I wanna do
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| Is lie around with you
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| And complain about the youth
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| How we’ll never leave your room
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| Tell me everything that bothers you
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| And damn girl, you don’t even know
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| Looking at my eyes, staring at my soul
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| I forgot how to be alone
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| Stay up all night when you’re not at home
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| Waffle House, black coffee in our mugs
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| We’re hazy-eyed, but not because we’re fucked up
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| It’s just that we’ve been up all night
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| Sharing stories of our past
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| Empty vows of how you’d keep in touch
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| If I can always make you laugh
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| And all I wanna do
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| Is just lie around with you
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| Lately, all I wanna do
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| Is lie around with you
|
| And complain about the youth
|
| How we’ll never leave your room
|
| Tell me everything that bothers you
|
| And damn girl, you don’t even know
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| Looking in my eyes, staring at my soul
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| I forgot how to be alone
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| Stay up all night when you’re not at home
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| And my chest ignites when I hear you speak
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| Miss your company long before you leave
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| Your scent, it lingers all within my sheets
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| And your touch, girl, brings me to my knees
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| Lately, all I wanna do
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| Is lie around with you
|
| And complain about the youth
|
| How we’ll never leave your room
|
| Tell me everything that bothers you
|
| And damn girl, you don’t even know
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| Looking at my eyes, staring at my soul
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| I forgot how to be alone
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| Stay up at night when you’re not at home |