| I know you’re not the right kind of lover
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| For me right now, baby
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| I know you’re not the right kind of lover
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| For me
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| Imagination, that coincides with curious thoughts
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| Decementation, communicates the words through the dark
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| My education, could teach you to look back from the start
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| Clarification, the love was just a hole in my heart
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| Now listen
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| If I could reassemble the past, the last thing that I’d ask, remove you from my
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| own grasp
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| And I know that sometimes life can move fast, the vast changes that arranges
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| seem to drift on past
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| So listen to me
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| So no more fussing, no more fighting you see
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| Down the road you know you’re not the kinda lover for me
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| So no more fussing, no more fighting you see
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| Down the road you know you’re not the kinda lover for me
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| From what I’ve heard, you know that you’re a beautiful girl
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| Absurdity for me to blame it got the weight of the world upon your shoulders
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| For me it seems to be that after years of being brought up, you got caught up
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| And all that did was make you older
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| The phone calls that you missed, you get me pissed
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| My present statute dismissed, so witness this is just a testament to shit that
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| you’ve been testing me with
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| Don’t BS, just BS is my confession to this
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| So no more fussing, no more fighting you see
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| Down the road you know you’re not the kinda lover for me
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| So no more fussing, no more fighting you see
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| Down the road you know you’re not the kinda lover for me
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| For me, for me, oh baby for me
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| I know you’re not the right kind of lover
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| For me right now, baby
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| I, I know, you’re not the lover
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| For me |