| I get too drunk, I get too stoned
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| I get careless on my own
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| I get so lost, I don’t wanna be found
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| I make a mess inside my head
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| And she just waits beside my bed
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| Until all the kicked-up dust settles on the ground
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| She waits for me to come back down
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| She waits for me to come back down
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| I get caught up in shallow things
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| I care too much what people think
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| I act like a king wearing a paper crown
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| The loudest voice in a rowdy crowd
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| She waits for me to come back down
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| She waits for me to come back down
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| I’m a mess and she’s a masterpiece
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| Yet she lays her love down at my feet
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| I’m a mess and she’s a masterpiece
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| Yeah she stays when she could leave
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| She waits for me to come back down
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| She waits for me t come back down
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| She waits for me to come back down
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| She waits for me to come back down
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| I run up to get my keys
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| I see her standing in the street
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| From the window I am looking out right now
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| She waits for me to come back down
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| She waits for me to come back down |