| Hit me out of nowhere
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| Like a car crash on the street
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| Suddenly colliding into me
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| Now I’m broken, bruised and beat up
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| Tangled in my sheets
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| How can this feel so bad when you seem so good for me?
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| Oh my God
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| What’s wrong with my head
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| Sweating with the chills
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| Still in my bed
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| Tell me how I’ll ever make it through
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| It’s the short hellos
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| And the long goodbyes
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| The shake in my lip from the look in your eyes
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| Makes me want to die
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| I’ve got the worst hangover from you
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| Swimming in the deep end trying to keep from turning blue
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| Danger, danger, hoping not to drown
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| Sinking in the quicksand just to walk right up to you
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| You’re so easy to pick up
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| And so hard to put down
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| Oh my God
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| What’s wrong with my head
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| Sweating with the chills
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| Still in my bed
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| Tell me how I’ll ever make it through
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| It’s the short hellos
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| And the long goodbyes
|
| The shake in my lip from the look in your eyes
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| Makes me want to die
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| I’ve got the worst hangover from you
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| All that I really wanted was a
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| Habit I could drop anytime that I wanted to
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| And what I really got was you
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| (And no medicine is gonna cut it)
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| Oh my God
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| What’s wrong with my head
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| Sweating with the chills
|
| Still in my bed
|
| Tell me how I’ll ever make it through
|
| It’s the short hellos
|
| And the long goodbyes
|
| The shake in my lip from the look in your eyes
|
| Makes me want to die
|
| I’ve got the worst hangover
|
| Oh my God
|
| What’s wrong with my head
|
| Sweating with the chills
|
| Still in my bed
|
| Tell me how I’ll ever make it through
|
| It’s the short hellos
|
| And the long goodbyes
|
| The shake in my lip from the look in your eyes
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| Makes me want to die
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| I’ve got the worst hangover from you |