| 4 AM, good morning friend, I had the weirdest dream
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| I woke up in the darkest parking lot that you had ever seen
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| It’s overcast in Los Angeles today
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| Born into these yellow lines and told we had to stay
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| I hadn’t met you earlier 'cause legend says we’re a mess
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| Even though my joy I won’t let hinge on what happens in the end
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| Where you are happiest, I wanna make you happy next
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| Here all this time I thought I wanted friends
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| If you’re what happens in the end
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| Where you are happiest, I wanna make you happy next
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| Call it home when we’re homesick
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| If you think it’s too good to be true then I’ll believe in the lie, it was you
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| And I’m not writing a love song 'cause I don’t want to, it’s because I can’t
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| And boy we live in the real world, and I don’t want to, man I just can’t
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| You know I’m not even a lover but you could make it so easy for me to cave
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| And if home is really where the heart is, then damnit
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| I just should’ve stayed
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| You can take my heart, you can take my hand, and consume my thoughts
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| We’ll catch a meteor shower in death valley with your paid time off
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| You’re so far away all the time
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| But now I can sing you to sleep every night (where you are happiest)
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| I can sing you to sleep every night (I wanna make you happy next)
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| And if you think it’s too good to be true then I’ll believe in the lie
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| It was you
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| It was you
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| It was you
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| It was you |