| The sun is spilling in the window
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| And I’ve been getting pretty good at staying up
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| Yeah I’ve kinda been a mess
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| Got a California King, but i’m sleeping on the floor
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| Why don’t you say something?
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| You stab your ice with your straw
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| You never say nothin'
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| Unless we’re alone in the dark
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| Inside your bedroom with you head on my heart
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| And I was falling in love
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| While you were calling a car
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| It’s hard enough just staring at the ceiling
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| While you’re getting drunk
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| At some party in the canyon
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| In some strangers arms
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| You say you’ve lost that feelin'
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| I need something to believe in
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| I need better love or better drugs
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| I need better love or better drugs
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| Yeah nothing really matters
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| Its not a phase its just a pattern that i’m in
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| You’re putting on your makeup to go to work
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| And I’m just sleeping in again
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| I tell the bartender
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| «Just put it all on my card»
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| I see your eyes moving to the front of the bar
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| I’ve got my own issues
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| I know i’m coming apart
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| Yeah I was falling in love
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| While you were playing it smart
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| It’s hard enough just staring at the ceiling
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| While you’re getting drunk
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| At some party in the canyon
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| In some strangers arms
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| You say you’ve lost that feeling
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| I need something to believe in
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| I need better love or better drugs
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| I need better love or better drugs
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| (Your bedroom with you head on my heart)
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| (Coming apart)
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| It’s hard enough just staring at the ceiling
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| While you’re getting drunk
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| At some party in the canyon
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| In some strangers arms
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| You say you’ve lost that feeling
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| I need something to believe in
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| I need better love or better drugs (Coming apart)
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| I need better love or better drugs (Coming apart)
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| I need better love or better drugs |