| Sweet sixteen’s a beautiful thing for the small town hopes
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| And big city dreams
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| Your diary’s filled with getaway plans
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| Then he sweeps in
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| And just like that
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| You’re rewriting your story for him
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| All your wishes are gone with the wind
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| Well, if you think that he’s all that there is
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| Think outside the boy
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| Look right past his charm
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| He’s not your definition
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| No, he ain’t who you are
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| If you don’t love yourself
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| You sure ain’t gonna help
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| There’s so much more to life than living like his wind-up toy
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| Think outside the boy, ooh
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| Think outside the boy
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| Well, I’ve been there, yeah
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| I believed that he was my forever
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| He was all I’d ever need
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| But I gave up what I wanted
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| And I gave him control
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| I lost myself in a deep, dark hole
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| I’m here to tell you that it’s never too late
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| To cut the strings and to take back your fate
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| You found yourself again along the way
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| Just think outside the boy
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| Look right past his charm
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| He’s not your definition
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| No, he ain’t who you are
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| If you don’t love yourself
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| You sure ain’t gonna help
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| There’s so much more to life than living like his wind-up toy
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| Oh, when the right one comes along
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| He won’t make you choose
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| When the right one comes along
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| He’ll love that you think outside the boy, oh
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| Think outside the boy
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| If you don’t love yourself
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| You sure ain’t gonna help
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| There’s so much more to life than living like his wind-up toy
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| Think outside the boy, ooh
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| Think outside the boy |