| I painted every God damn wall
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| I took down the picture of us
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| Standing hand in hand
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| In New York last fall
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| I’m rearranging memories
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| Like you were never there at all
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| 'Cause you were never really there at all
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| I’m taking my life back step by step
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| Someday I guess I’ll forget
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| To call your name out when I’m alone at home
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| I just haven’t got there yet
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| But I know I’ll be fine
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| Maybe one day at a time
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| Oh I, don’t wanna miss too much
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| Just because I’m missing you
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| Oh I, maybe I miss your touch
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| But baby, I’m better off
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| I’m out from under your stormy weather
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| Ooh, life’s getting better
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| I’m loving my brand new walls
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| And these days I’m sleeping diagonal
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| I’m gonna watch The Golden Girls
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| Taking back my world
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| But I won’t take your call
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| I’m doing better than fine
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| And I ain’t looking to rewind
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| Oh I, don’t wanna miss too much
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| Just because I’m missing you
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| Oh I, maybe I miss your touch
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| But baby, I’m better off
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| I’m out from under your stormy weather
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| Ooh, life’s getting better
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| No more rain coming down on me
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| I’m getting rid of my umbrella
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| I’m putting on sunscreen
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| Oh I, ain’t gonna miss too much
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| 'Cause I ain’t missing you no more
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| Oh I, used to miss your touch
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| Now I know I’m better off
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| I’m out from under your stormy weather
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| Ooh, life’s getting better |