| I can go out on a Tuesday night
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| And stay all day with those friends of mine
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| And do what I want when I want to
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| But it’s killing me that I can’t have you
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| I can leave my clothes on a bedroom floor
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| And not worry bout it anymore
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| I can live my life like I used to
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| But it’s killing me that I can’t have you
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| Yeah the funny thing 'bout freedom
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| Is you don’t know what it costs
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| Till you spend that free time chasing
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| Everything you’ve lost
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| Got what I thought I wanted
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| And you found someone new
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| Now it’s killing me that I can’t have you
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| It’s killing me that I can’t have you
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| I can lie all night in a stranger’s touch
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| And satisfy my heart with lust
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| She won’t ever know the truth
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| It’s killing me that I can’t have you
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| Yeah the funny thing 'bout freedom
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| Is you don’t know what it costs
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| Till you spend that free time chasing
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| Everything you’ve lost
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| Got what I thought I wanted
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| And you found someone new
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| It’s killing me that I can’t have you
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| Yeah it’s killing me that I can’t have you
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| Oh baby
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| Yeah the funny thing 'bout freedom |
| Is you don’t know what it costs
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| Till you spend that free time chasing
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| Everything you’ve lost
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| Got what I thought I wanted
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| And you found someone new
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| Now it’s killing me that I can’t have you
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| Yeah it’s killing me that I can’t have you
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| It’s killing me that I can’t have you
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| Killing me that I can’t have you |