| I think you can do much better than me
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| After all the lies that I made you believe
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| Guilt kicks in and I start to see
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| The edge of the bed
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| Where your nightgown used to be
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| I told myself I won’t miss you
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| But I remembered
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| What it feels like beside you
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| I really miss your hair in my face
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| And the way your innocence tastes
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| And I think you should know this
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| You deserve much better than me
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| While lookin' through your old box of notes
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| I found those pictures I took
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| That you were lookin' for
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| If there’s one memory I don’t wanna lose
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| That time at the mall
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| You and me in the dressing room
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| I told myself I won’t miss you
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| But I remembered
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| What it feels like beside you
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| I really miss your hair in my face
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| And the way your innocence tastes
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| And I think you should know this
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| You deserve much better than me
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| The bed I’m lyin' is getting colder
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| Wish I never would’ve said it’s over
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| And I can’t pretend
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| I won’t think about you when I’m older
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| Cause we never really had our closure
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| This can’t be the end
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| I really miss your hair in my face
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| And the way your innocence tastes
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| And I think you should know this
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| You deserve much better than me
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| I really miss your hair in my face
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| And the way your innocence tastes
|
| And I think you should know this
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| You deserve much better than me
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| And I think you should know this
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| You deserve much better than me
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| And I think you should know this
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| You deserve much better than me
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| And I think you should know this
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| You deserve much better than me
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| And I think you should know this |