| I can’t stop smoking your skin, I can’t help drinking your eyes
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| I’m always boppin' your lips on lonely moonless nights
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| I get the shakes when you’re gone, when you’re here I’m paralyzed
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| You’re like a shot in the vein in the black cold light
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| In a room with boarded windows
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| Smoking spoons and candle light
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| With too little or too much of you
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| The doctor said that I could die
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| 'Cause breaking a heart’s like breaking a habit
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| Move me like art then fool me with magic
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| And I don’t wanna say it’s over
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| But I hate tryna love you sober baby
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| 'Cause breaking a heart’s like breaking a habit
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| I quit tryna quit you
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| I quit tryna quit you
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| I call you deep in the night to meet me in parking lights
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| I give you all that I have, you give me just what I want
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| And now I’m strung out for days watching the sunrise and sets
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| Trying to bury your face beneath the secrets I kept
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| In a room with boarded windows
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| Barely hanging on to life cause
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| 'Cause breaking a heart’s like breaking a habit
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| Move me like art then fool me with magic
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| And I don’t wanna say it’s over
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| But I hate tryna love you sober baby
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| 'Cause breaking a heart’s like breaking a habit
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| I quit tryna quit you
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| I quit tryna quit you
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| Breaking a heart’s like breaking a habit, yeah
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| Move me like art then fool me with magic, ooh
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| And I don’t wanna say it’s over
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| But I hate tryna love you sober baby
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| 'Cause breaking a heart’s like breaking a habit
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| I quit tryna quit you
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| I quit tryna quit you |