| The last time I came here
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| I was pretty vague
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| Talked to you for hours
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| But didn’t really say what I had to say
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| The fear of rejection is creeping up on me
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| Lost my discretion
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| But now I’m in too deep, so listen while I speak
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| And I’ma shoot straight from my hip-bone
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| Take a big break of his wishbone
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| Look after you and give you a good home
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| I’ve tried to walk away — but I can’t get away
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| Cause I was made, for you
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| Designed as one of two
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| Traditional wisdom says I should let it be
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| It s not my decision
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| But a fool if you don t see
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| That you belong with me
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| So lemme shoot straight from my hipbone
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| Take a big break of his wish bone
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| Look after you and give you a good home
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| I didn’t want to stay but I can’t walk away
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| Cause I was made, for you
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| Designed as one of two
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| So don’t make me beg
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| I’ve already poured my bleeding heart out on your floor
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| And I m coming back
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| So keep one eye closed and one eye on your door
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| Every day is torture
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| But every day I get a little closer
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| To rising above water
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| So you can run but I’ll run faster
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| =BRIDGE=
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| Cause I was made, for you
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| Designed as one of two
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| So dont make me beg
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| I’ve already poured my bleeding heart out on your floor
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| And I m coming back
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| So keep one eye closed and one eye on your door
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| Cause I was made, for you
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| Designed as one of two |