| Walking myself home
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| These streets don’t feel the same to me
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| Waking up alone
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| Wishing it was all a dream
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| Still out of sight, not out of mind
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| Still got the things you left behind
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| Can’t box up memories tonight
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| I’d be lying if I said you’re not always in my head
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| Yeah, I’d be lying to you (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
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| I’d be lying if I said I wish you never found my bed
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| Yeah, I’d be lying to you
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| I’d be lying to you, I’d be lying to you
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| (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
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| Thought that I was fine
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| Then I saw your face again
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| When your eyes caught mine
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| I looked away
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| Still out of sight, not out of mind
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| Still got things you left behind
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| Can’t box up memories tonight
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| I’d be lying if I said you’re not always in my head
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| Yeah, I’d be lying to you (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
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| I’d be lying if I said I wish you never found my bed
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| Yeah, I’d be lying to you
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| I’d be lying to you, I’d be lying to you
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| (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
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| Now coffee’s old and bitter cold
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| And nothing tastes as good alone
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| Left here just staring at my phone
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| Still out of sight, not out of mind
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| Still got things you left behind
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| Can’t box up memories tonight
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| I’d be lying if I said you’re not always in my head
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| Yeah, I’d be lying to you (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
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| I’d be lying if I said I wish you never found my bed
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| Yeah, I’d be lying to you
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| I’d be lying to you, I’d be lying to you
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| (Yeah, yeah, yeah) |