| It’s just another lonely night
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| They happen all the time
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| Now that you’re not around
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| Like picking up a loaded gun
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| Holding the telephone
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| And I should put it down
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| Watching you walk away
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| Even though I know I never should have let you out of sight
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| I play the game even though I go up in flames and I’m burning down tonight
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| You keep from me, but I’m drowning and slowly sinking in a bottle of patron
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| I can’t let go-oh ooh I can’t let go, so
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| It’s just another lonely night
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| They happen all the time
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| Now that you’re not around
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| Like picking up a loaded gun
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| Holding the telephone
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| And I should put it down
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| It’s just another wasted call full of alcohol
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| Another night I know that I won’t recall
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| And it’s never enough, it’s another heartbreak coverup
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| It’s there beneath all the shattered, broken pieces I’ve been trying to let
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| go-oh
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| Hiding away in the places to see distant faces of the love you used to know, oh
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| To keep from me and I’m spinning, I feel like dying, I got one foot on the floor
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| I can’t let go-oh, ooh I can’t let go, so
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| It’s just another lonely night
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| They happen all the time
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| Now that you’re not around
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| Like picking up a loaded gun
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| Holding the telephone
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| And I should put it down
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| It’s just another wasted call full of alcohol
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| Another night I know that I won’t recall
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| And it’s never enough, it’s another heartbreak coverup
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| It’s another heartache, mistake, waiting for the rain after the knife
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| Cause crying won’t be enough to brush the blood after the fighting
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| You see the pain I’m feeling
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| Isn’t less, than the moment till I get you mine I’m still standing until I call
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| the fight
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| It’s just another lonely night
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| They happen all the time
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| Now that you’re not around
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| Like picking up a loaded gun
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| Holding the telephone
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| And I should put it down
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| It’s just another wasted call full of alcohol
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| Another night I know that I won’t recall
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| And it’s never enough, it’s another heartbreak coverup
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| It’s just another wasted call full of alcohol
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| Another night I know that I won’t recall
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| And it’s never enough, it’s another heartbreak coverup |