| 'Cause I felt different in your presence
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| You and me meant to be like Mike and Eleven
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| But this cycle gets depressing
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| Now we both feel disrespected
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| I didn’t mean to cling, I was afraid to lose my blessings
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| When I first saw you, you were eyeing me at work
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| I almost didn’t ask, I didn’t want to be a jerk
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| You were straight out of a dream
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| Eighteen and I was twenty
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| Not so much in common, but it felt like it was plenty
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| Just to feel your touch back when we were getting fucked up
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| Making out on drug rugs and going out on drug runs
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| Couple months and then you turned to a ghost
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| I see you out with someone else, I guess I won’t approach
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| A while later and you’re back again for round two
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| I wish I found the self-respect to just reject you
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| 'Cause life was different back when you were riding shotgun
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| Tried to create a reason to stay, you didn’t want one
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| If I tell you that I’m fine
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| Would you know that it’s a lie?
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| I get fucked up every time
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| Every time I think of you
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| And I’m stuck-up in your eyes
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| I don’t want to make you mine
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| I just want to love you right
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| And I won’t fall, but that’s a lie
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| We’re alone, we’re together
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| I couldn’t be your home, couldn’t make you feel better
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| I know it feels like nobody gets you
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| Dark heart, dark arts in your bedroom
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| And when your mom moved away
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| You were begging me to stay
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| But I needed my space
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| You were taking blunts to the face
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| And I wasn’t feeling that
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| There’s a time and a place
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| And we were both crying out for help
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| It’s so hard to see each other
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| When you’re focused on yourself
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| I’ve been lost for so long
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| You got me feeling low
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| Deep inside the ground
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| I love it when you leave
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| Now I hate when you’re around
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| She says «I couldn’t stay, didn’t know what else to do
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| 'Cause I believe in love, I just don’t believe in-
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| I just don’t believe in you»
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| If I tell you that I’m fine
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| Would you know that it’s a lie?
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| I get fucked up every time
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| Every time I think of you
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| And I’m stuck-up in your eyes
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| I don’t want to make you mine
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| I just want to love you right
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| And I won’t fall, but that’s a lie
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| And now I know I’ve been abandoned at my post
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| You used to say you think of me, I know you probably don’t
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| 'Cause I’m broke and devoid of hope
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| No need to convince me that my life is a fucking joke
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| Been that way since fifth grade and this hurt is here to say
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| Rain on everyone’s parade when you always find a way
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| To hurt yourself and be in pain every second, every day
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| And slowly come to realize it’s never gonna go away |