| I’m not afraid of growing old
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| Or dying young or never finding someone
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| And I’m not scared of the great unknown
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| Or being alone when it’s all said and done
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| I’m braver than I used to be
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| But there’s still some things in life that terrify me
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| What about a phone call in the middle of the night
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| You whispering so she can’t overhear you
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| Telling me you still want me desperately
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| What about a knock on the door at three a.m.
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| Don’t have to hear your voice to know you’ve been drinking
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| What if my hand opens the door and lets you in
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| Oh, no what if I can’t say no again
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| I drive right by that old restaurant
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| The one we used to haunt without turning my head
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| Ooh, and I don’t think twice about killing the lights
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| Yeah I sleep through the nights without you in my bed
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| And knowing I don’t need you here
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| Should leave me nothing to fear
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| What about a phone call in the middle of the night
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| You whispering so she can’t overhear you
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| Telling me you still want me desperately
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| What about a knock on the door at three a.m.
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| Don’t have to hear your voice to know you’ve been drinking
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| What if my hand opens the door and lets you in
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| Oh, no, what if I can’t say no again
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| What about a phone call in the middle of the night
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| You whispering so she can’t overhear you
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| Telling me that you still want me desperately
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| What about a knock on the door at three a.m.
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| Don’t have to hear your voice to know you’ve been drinking
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| What if my hand opens the door and lets you in
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| Oh, no, what if I can’t say no again
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| Oh, no, what if I can’t say no again |