| This motel room don’t feel so good
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| At least not the way I thought it would
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| And your footsteps comin' down the hall
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| Sound so big but feel so small
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| I never thought that I would be this kind
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| Is it too late for me to change my mind?
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| Because there’s just some things you can’t take back
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| Like hurtin' the one you already have
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| Throw it all away for a kiss filled with regret
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| It’s like runnin' for the edge and thinkin' you’ll fly
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| Knowin' damn well that it’s suicide
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| And there ain’t no grey, only white and black
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| And there’s just some things you can’t take back
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| You know there ain’t much more to life at all
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| And memories hanging on the wall
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| And that flashin' motel TV glow
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| Is tellin' me that it’s time to go
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| I don’t know just who we think we are
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| And I keep wond’rin' how we got this far
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| 'Cause there’s just some things you can’t take back
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| Like hurtin' the one you already have
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| Throw it all away for a kiss filled with regret
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| It’s like runnin' for the edge and thinkin' you’ll fly
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| Knowin' damn well that it’s suicide
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| And there ain’t no grey, there’s only white and black
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| And there’s just some things you can’t take back
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| We should just slow down
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| And be honest with ourselves
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| And think of why we’re here
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| Instead of home with someone else
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| Because if we had the chance
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| To do it all again
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| You know I’d choose her
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| I’d choose him
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| And there’s just some things you can’t take back
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| Like hurtin' the one you already have
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| Throw it all away for a kiss filled with regret
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| It’s like runnin' for the edge and thinkin' you’ll fly
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| Knowin' damn well that it’s suicide
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| Baby, please don’t look at me like that
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| 'Cause there’s just some things you can’t take back
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| Yeah there’s just some things I can’t take back |