| Its 3 in the morning
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| Temperature soaring
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| And nothing can take away the pain
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| I’m left with no warning
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| I’m sitting here calling
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| But I’m not a very patient saint
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| You said it was all because of me
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| Was something I said that wasn’t me
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| But you wouldn’t listen, you were dismissive
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| Like it was your mission
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| You made me break like a levy
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| I’m feeling so heavy
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| You’ve done this already
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| Your words can cut like machete
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| You’ve said one too many
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| My hearts so unsteady
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| This no longer feels like white
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| Can we paint another picture with a different colour?
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| Can we paint another picture with a different colour?
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| (No longer feels like white)
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| Can we paint another picture with a different colour?
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| Can we paint another picture with a different colour?
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| Your ego’s upsetting
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| Don’t know where we’re heading
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| I just hope we get to say goodbye
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| It seems you’re forgetting
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| Our one was a blessing
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| I hope you don’t let this friendship die
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| You said it was all because of me
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| Don’t think that this song was fun for me
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| No you wouldn’t listen, you were dismissive |
| Like it was your mission
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| You made me break like a levy
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| I’m feeling so heavy
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| You’ve done this already
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| (Just please don’t resent me and please don’t forget me)
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| Your words can cut like machete
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| You’ve said one too many
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| My hearts so unsteady
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| (If we get the chance to go back won’t you let me)
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| This no longer feels like white
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| (Please don’t forget)
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| No longer feels like white
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| (Please don’t forget)
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| You made me break like a levy
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| I’m feeling so heavy
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| You’ve done this already
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| Your words can cut like machete
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| You’ve said one too many
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| My hearts so unsteady
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| This no longer feels like white
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| Can we paint another picture with a different colour?
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| Can we paint another picture with a different colour? |
| (no longer feels like
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| white)
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| Can we paint another picture with a different colour?
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| Can we paint another picture with a different colour?
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| Please don’t resent me and please don’t forget me
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| Yeah, this life we chose is what we’re meant for
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| This time I definitely had to vent more
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| We love then we fight, what are friends for? |
| This life we chose is what we’re meant for
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| This time I definitely had to vent more
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| We love then we fight, what are friends for?
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| What are friends for? |