| We were hanging with your rich kid city friends
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| Ones that I don’t know
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| Not sure what to say, say it anyway
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| Isn’t how I thought it go
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| And even if I’m faking it
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| Pretending to be confident
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| I am pathetic, I’ll admit
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| Asking
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| Would you call me a poser
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| Or would you call me a friend?
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| After all that I told you
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| Was this time well spent?
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| I don’t know what this meant
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| Did you take me here just to show me off
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| To that girl you used to know
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| Everybody here is looking at me weird
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| So I’ll just put on a show
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| And even if I’m faking it
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| Pretending to be confident
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| I am pathetic, I’ll admit
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| For asking
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| Would you call me a poser
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| Or would you call me a friend?
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| After all that I told you
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| Was this time well spent?
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| I don’t, I don’t, I don’t
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| And who am I kidding
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| If I can’t convince myself?
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| And who are you kidding
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| If I was there for someone else?
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| And on the train home
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| I’ll stare at my phone
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| To hide my thoughts of what I might know
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| Would I call you a poser?
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| Are we more than just friends?
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| After all that I told you
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| Was this time well spent?
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| I don’t know what this meant
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| What this meant
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| What this meant
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| I wish I could fall, into your love
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| But love is so overrated
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| I wish I could fall into your love
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| I really hope I don’t mess you up
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| And you don’t mess me up
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| And I don’t mess you up
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| I hope I don’t mess you up |