| I was the drug, you were the over dose
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| I was a hole, you were the holy ghost
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| Holding me up and keeping me safely at home
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| You were a voice and I was a vulture
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| And it was a choice but you weren’t so sure
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| So you packed you bags and sprouted some wings of your own
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| You were a door tried to stay open
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| I was the floor hoping you’d walk back
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| In please, don’t leave me, baby, come back home, oh-oh-oh-oh
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| The sound of your feet pounding the pavement
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| Shaking the street, make these walls cave in
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| Please, don’t leave me, baby, come back home
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| I live in this bar ever since the day you left
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| Been trying hard to drink myself to death
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| And I never though I would run into you here
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| So buy me a drink and tell me you love me
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| And please take me home before things get ugly
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| I’m needing your breath whispering soft in my ear
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| You were a door tried to stay open
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| I was the floor hoping you’d walk back
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| In please, don’t leave me, baby, come back home, oh-oh-oh-oh
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| The sound of your feet pounding the pavement
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| Shaking the street, make these walls cave in
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| Please, don’t leave me, baby, come back home |