| Ain’t no place much lonelier
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| Airport in the cold rain, walking up the jetway
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| Dragging my suitcase
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| Ain’t no one at home either
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| Climbing in the backseat of my taxi thinking
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| Good thing you’re in Phoenix
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| Two thousand miles between us
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| 'Cause if you were much closer, I’d be coming over
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| Even though I know you’re
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| Probably fine without me
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| Just miss your arms around me, oh
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| On nights like this, God I hate that you’re my weakness
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| Good thing you’re in Phoenix
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| If I saw you out by yourself
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| Shooting pool on the east side, I’d be tongue tied
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| A deer in the headlights
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| But oh, if you were there with somebody else
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| It’d be 10 times worse seeing you with her
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| Good thing you’re in Phoenix
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| Two thousand miles between us
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| 'Cause if you were much closer, I’d be coming over
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| Even though I know you’re
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| Probably fine without me
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| Just miss your arms around me, oh
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| On nights like this, God I hate that you’re my weakness
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| Good thing you’re in Phoenix
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| Right now I could say I love you and almost mean it
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| Good thing you’re in Phoenix |
| Two thousand miles between us
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| 'Cause if you were much closer, I’d be coming over
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| Even though I know you’re
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| Probably fine without me
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| Just miss your arms around me, oh
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| On nights like this, God I hate that you’re my weakness
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| Good thing you’re in Phoenix |