| Maybe I can sail and stay afloat
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| Maybe I can dive but I won’t
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| 'Cause I can’t face the tide alone
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| Sitting on the edge of windows
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| Where we used to talk and you’d smoke
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| But now I’m up here on my own
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| Boxes full of years in empty rooms
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| The hardest thing is letting go of you
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| So you can
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| Keep my t-shirts for what it’s worth
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| They look better on you anyway
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| These old photos, I’ll keep them close
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| In case you wanna see them again
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| Someday
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| I know we haven’t spoken in weeks
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| It’s like we only meet in my sleep
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| And I can’t wait to close my eyes
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| I found the missing earring you wore
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| The night you threw me out and slammed the door
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| But you won’t let me back this time
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| And now it haunts me in these empty rooms
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| The hardest thing is letting go of you
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| So you can
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| Keep my t-shirts for what it’s worth
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| They look better on you anyway
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| These old photos, I’ll keep them close
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| In case you wanna see them again
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| Someday
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| Keep my t-shirts for what it’s worth
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| They look better on you anyway
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| These old photos, I’ll keep them close
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| In case you wanna see them again
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| Someday |