| Cried for weeks when you said you were leaving
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| Left my food in the sink, couldn’t eat it
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| Couldn’t sleep, stared awake at the ceiling
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| It’s all gonna be okay
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| Ripped the card that you wrote me in Paris
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| All the pictures on my wall I would stare at
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| And your clothes that I used to love wearing
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| All of my friends say
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| It’s a part of the human condition
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| Everyone falls, everybody goes trippin'
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| Told him that I loved him, and he didn’t listen
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| Now I’m just twenty-two
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| Learning how to live with what I’m given
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| It’s all gonna be okay
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| All of my friends say
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| On my hands and my knees, now I’m praying
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| Wish I understood what the priest was saying
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| Drank the blood of Christ, took the bread and ate it
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| It’s all gonna be okay
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| Got a verse tattooed on my hands of
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| Words of God so I never feel unloved
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| 'Cause validation might as well be its own drug
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| All of my friends say
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| It’s a part of the human condition
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| Everyone falls, everybody goes trippin'
|
| Told him that I loved him, and he didn’t listen
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| Now I’m just twenty-two
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| Learning how to live with what I’m given
|
| It’s all gonna be okay
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| All of my friends say
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| It’s all gonna be okay
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| All of my friends say
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| Cried for weeks when you said you were leaving
|
| Left my food in the sink, couldn’t eat it
|
| Couldn’t sleep, stared awake at the ceiling
|
| It’s all gonna be okay
|
| It’s a part of the human condition
|
| Everyone falls, everybody goes trippin'
|
| Told him that I loved him, and he didn’t listen
|
| Now I’m just twenty-two
|
| Learning how to live with what I’m given
|
| It’s all gonna be okay
|
| All of my friends say
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| It’s all gonna be okay
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| All of my friends say |