| I could change my number, I could turn it off
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| I could hit decline but it wouldn’t stop
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| Before I even answer, yeah I already know
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| What you’ll be sayin' and where this conversation’s gonna go
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| It’s another 2 A.M., call me up, drunk again
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| Cellphone lyin' on the nightstand turns into a buzz in my right hand
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| Sure baby, I’ll pick you up
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| It’s what I do, I miss your touch
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| I haven’t moved on and you haven’t moved on
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| It’s way too soon to be alone
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| Here we go again, crossin' that line
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| Where you wanna go? |
| Your place or mine?
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| Givin' in to you ain’t such a crime
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| What’s the harm of stealin' one more night?
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| We probably whisper, «Baby, I love you»
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| But you’ll leave in the morning
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| Mean nothin' more to you
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| Before I even answer, yeah I already know
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| What you’ll be sayin' and where this conversation’s gonna go |