| I don’t go to parties anymore
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| 'Cause I’m afraid to see you
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| When I open up the door
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| Standing there with my replacement
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| Laughing and smiling
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| While inside I’m dying
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| So I don’t go to parties anymore
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| Ten o’clock on the friday night
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| I got the, text message with the place and time
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| But she, probably get the same text so I can’t go
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| 'Cause I can’t see her face right now
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| 'Cause if I do I know I might break down
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| And I’m not tryna make a scene guess I’ll stay home
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| Maybe next week I’ll be ready
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| To get dressed up and fake a smile
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| But I think she’s moved on already
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| So you won’t see me for a while
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| 'Cause I don’t go to parties anymore
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| 'Cause I’m afraid to see you
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| When I open up the door
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| Standing there with my replacement
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| Laughing and smiling
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| While inside I’m dying
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| So I don’t go to parties anymore
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| No
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| You’re probably in your room right now
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| When you getting ready for a long night out
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| And you probably look so good 'cause you always do
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| Or maybe you’re staying back home too
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| 'Cause you feel the same way that I do
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| You should pick up the phone and call me if that’s true
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| Maybe next week I’ll be ready
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| To get dressed up and fake a smile
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| But I think she’s moved on already
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| So you won’t see me for a while
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| 'Cause I don’t go to parties anymore
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| 'Cause I’m afraid to see you
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| When I open up the door
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| Standing there with my replacement
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| Laughing and smiling
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| While inside I’m dying
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| So I don’t go to parties anymore |