| You try and make it look easy
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| But you’ve barely had a sip of your coffee
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| There’s something weighing too heavy
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| Why don’t you put some of it on me?
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| Small talk and thoughts on the weather
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| Biting your cheek, try to keep together
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| Hey, if it’s too much to carry
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| You can put some of it on me
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| Let it go, let it out, give me all that you got
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| 'Cause I know what it’s like being something you’re not
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| To filter all, say it all
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| Baby, it’s alright
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| 'Cause you can’t be too honest with the broken kind
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| When you’re on the verge of breakin'
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| I’m here, let my living room be your haven
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| You know with me, you don’t have to fake it
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| So if you need that somebody
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| You can put some of it on me
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| And let it go, let it out, give me all that you got
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| 'Cause I know what it’s like being something you’re not
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| To filter all, say it all
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| Baby, it’s alright
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| 'Cause you can’t be too honest with the broken kind
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| No, you can’t be too honest with the broken kind
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| I don’t care if it’s two in the morning
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| Baby, call me
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| There’s nothin' you can say that’s gonna scare me
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| Try me
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| Mmm, you can put some of it on me
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| And let it go, let it out, give me all that you got
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| 'Cause I know what it’s like being something you’re not
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| To filter all, say it all
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| Baby, it’s alright
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| 'Cause you can’t be too honest with the broken kind
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| No, you can’t be too honest with the broken kind
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| Whoa, oh-oh
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| Oh, whoa, whoa
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| Whoa, oh-oh, oh
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| No, you can’t be too honest with the broken kind |