| I know the way you take your coffee in the morning
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| And you know my place like the back of your hand
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| I know you think romantic comedies are boring
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| But I make you watch them anyway just 'cause I can
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| And I’ll wake up excited to see you
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| And I’ll meet you at our favorite spot down the street
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| You’re telling me that I should flirt with the waiter
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| As you talk about your date last night
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| Oh, how can I survive
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| When I can’t breathe and you can’t see that you’re
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| Killing me slowly with your second hand love
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| And the way she makes you light up, boy you’re
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| Killing me slowly with your second hand love
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| Yeah, you’re killing me slowly with your second hand love
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| You know the way I laugh when something isn’t funny
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| And you know the way I smile when I’m about to cry
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| So how could you be so clueless not to know how I feel?
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| When you say that I’m just one of the guys
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| And I think that I might die
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| And I’ll wake up excited to see you
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| And I’ll meet you at our favorite spot down the street
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| You’re telling me that I should flirt with the waiter
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| As you talk about your date last night
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| Oh, how can I survive
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| When I can’t breathe and you can’t see that you’re
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| Killing me slowly with your second hand love
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| And the way she makes you light up, boy you’re
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| Killing me slowly with your second hand love
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| Yeah, you’re killing me slowly with your second hand love
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| Nobody gets you like I do
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| I let you go, you pull me back
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| Am I the only one waiting for
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| This heart to die, this heart to die
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| No matter where I go you’re always in the air
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| When I can’t breathe and you can’t see that you’re
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| Killing me slowly with your second hand love
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| And the way she makes you light up, boy you’re
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| Killing me slowly with your second hand love
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| Yeah, you’re killing me slowly with your second hand love
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| Yeah, you’re killing me slowly with your second hand love |