| She won’t look me in the eye
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| We stopped talking 'bout tomorrow
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| Even the silence is deafening
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| As she uneasily checks her phone
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| I know something’s not right
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| Something, someone she’s hiding
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| The tear in her eye, it says it all
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| It’s not her fault, I can tell that she’s sorry
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| Oh, but she wants what she wants
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| Oh, and she needs what she needs
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| Oh, and she loves who she loves
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| And it ain’t me
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| I’m putting pieces together
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| Sitting here in this empty room
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| I think I know why she had to leave
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| It’s one of those things that really wasn’t meant to be
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| Oh, but she wants what she wants
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| Oh, and she needs what she needs
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| Oh, and she loves who she loves
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| And it ain’t me, no, it ain’t me
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| Oh, I’ve been through the pain and disbelief
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| Now I’m left with the sense of sad relief
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| Oh 'cause she wants what she wants
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| She needs what she needs
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| Oh, and she loves who she loves
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| It ain’t me
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| She wants what she wants
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| Oh, and she needs what she needs
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| She loves who she loves
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| And it ain’t me, no, it ain’t me |