| Remember our book club? |
| Yeah
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| With Yves Saint Laurent
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| The first and the last book we started on? |
| Yeah
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| We used to spend our days and our eves on the phone
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| First date and we both rocking Louis Vuittons? |
| Yeah
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| I don’t know about this chick
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| 'Cause I’m still heartbroken from this motherfucking bitch
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| Who made me feel like I was never really worth shit
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| So you must be dumb if you’re interested, right?
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| Yeah, you must be a fool
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| If you fall in love with me and I’m a goddamn loser
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| So I abused her
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| Four years later and I lose her
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| Goddamn, I’ve been distracted for years
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| This the first time that I see things clear
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| Looking back, covering my MacBook in tears
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| 'Cause you did so much and I just didn’t care
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| Well, that’s how things go
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| When you only learn on the long way home
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| I lo-love you girl, but I know, know, know
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| That you’re happy now, so I let it go
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| Well, that’s how things go
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| When you only learn on the long way home
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| I lo-love you girl, but I know, know, know
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| That you’re happy now, so I let it go
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| They say it hurts like a bitch
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| But I swear a bitch never fucking hurt like this
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| But I use the pain to change
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| And the music to express what I can’t say
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| Remember back in the day
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| At the club, in the line, when you first said «Hey»
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| You said you were a fan of my grandma
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| You love the part where she plays with the camera
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| Now she’s telling me she regrets it ever happened
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| She wish she would’ve spent those years with someone else
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| And kept her confidence, 'cause she used to be
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| So secure and sure of what she does and needs
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| Yeah, it hurts to hear, but I know it ain’t true
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| 'Cause this boy right here’s «half me», «half you»
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| I know there’s purpose for what we’ve been through
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| Even if you don’t see it right now, I do
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| Well, that’s how things go
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| When you only learn on the long way home
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| I lo-love you girl, but I know, know, know
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| That you’re happy now, so I let it go
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| Well, that’s how things go
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| When you only learn on the long way home
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| I lo-love you girl, but I know, know, know
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| That you’re happy now, so I let it go
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| Hit me with it one more time |