| I’m sorry I’ve waited much too long
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| I’ve been living out of bins
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| I’ve been sleeping in
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| I’ve been getting nothing done
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| So in our room, too small
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| I’ll act unbearable
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| I’ll change and lose my cool
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| Without a plan or pretense
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| I’ll appear relentless, cowardly, and cold
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| But while you’ve been gone
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| I’ve been returning at all hours of the night
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| While you’ve been gone
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| I’ve been crossing fingers
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| That you have a nice flight back home
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| I’m sorry I haven’t seemed so strong
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| Through a blanket of arguing, you’ll see
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| It’s not you, it’s me
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| It’s a list of excuses a mile long
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| But the bottom line here is I need out
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| Of this tired apartment creating resentment
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| And driving us apart
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| But while you’ve been gone
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| I’ve been returning at all hours of the night
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| While you’ve been gone
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| I’ve been crossing fingers
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| That you have a nice flight back home |