| I’m a little scared you’ll leave
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| Even though you tell me you won’t
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| I’m a little scared of being
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| Someone that you’re scared to love
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| You don’t talk the way he did
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| And you don’t say the things he did
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| I’m not who I was back then but still
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| I’m a little scared to speak
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| 'Cause I can’t find the words to say
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| And I don’t want to make this about me
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| I just can’t hold it in today
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| But you don’t play the games he did
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| And you don’t make me feel like shit
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| And my mom likes you more than him
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| But still
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| How do I tell you that I’ve come to like the pain?
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| How do I tell you that I don’t know what it means
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| To be happy with somebody?
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| Don’t know anything 'bout that
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| Who the hell can write a love song without making it too sad?
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| That’s all I’ve been
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| How do I tell you?
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| How do I tell you I got it from him?
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| Ooh, ooh, ooh
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| I’m a little prone to feel a little overwhelmed with it all
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| 'Cause you are someone I want to know
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| And I hope you don’t let me fall
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| You make sure I get home safe
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| And you always know what to say
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| I feel like I found my place
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| But still
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| How do I tell you that I’ve come to like the pain?
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| How do I tell you that I don’t know what it means
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| To be happy with somebody?
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| Don’t know anything 'bout that
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| Who the hell can write a love song without making it too sad?
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| That’s all I’ve been
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| How do I tell you?
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| How do I tell you I got it from him?
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| How do I tell you I got it from him? |