| I keep dwellin' on the past, babe
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| Know what I need, yeah
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| I need some real good lovin'
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| 'Cause I’m troubled by the things that I see
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| I need some real good lovin'
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| 'Cause ain’t nobody been around here lovin' on me
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| It’s better to love and then lost than to never have loved at all
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| If that was true I wouldn’t be drinking this alcohol
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| Every relationship failed to take a toll on you
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| Especially when you had hoes and area codes on you
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| Is it easier to erase my memories
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| At a point when most of my past women became my enemies?
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| Some on the fence, some befriended me
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| But when we see each other it’s gon' be some weird energy
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| I’m sorry that we couldn’t make it work
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| Believe in your heart, I never intended to make you hurt
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| Now they see me on the blogs with my new girl
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| Friends talking 'bout «that's supposed to be you, girl»
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| I need some real good lovin'
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| 'Cause I’m troubled by the things that I see
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| I need some real good lovin'
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| 'Cause ain’t nobody been around here lovin' on me
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| I got a empty hole in my chest
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| How do I fill it? |
| Somebody give a prescription
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| I guess I gotta learn to live with regrets
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| Pay for mistakes and your exes take a commission
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| But what’s a percent off the top when you hit the bottom
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| After you break up wondering how to live without 'em?
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| Need solutions, less problems
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| Cause if love will drive you crazy I belong in the insane asylum
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| Hear the rain, feel the pain inside 'em
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| Kinda lost, need someone to guide 'em
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| It’s nothin' worse than feelin' alone
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| But I’ll admit to feelin' better when I’m hearing this song, it goes
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| I need some real good lovin'
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| 'Cause I’m troubled by the things that I see
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| I need some real good lovin'
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| 'Cause ain’t nobody been around here lovin' on me
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| So I, dwelling on the past, all the moments on repeat, baby
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| Playing empty songs when I’m blowing my high
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| Feeding my heart to a lion called guilt on an empty bed
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| On an empty bed
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| Dwelling on the past, all the moments on repeat
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| Playing empty songs when I’m blowing my high
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| Feeding my heart to a lion called guilt on an empty bed
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| While I lose my mind
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| So you know what I need
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| I need some real good lovin'
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| 'Cause I’m troubled by the things that I see
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| I need some real good lovin'
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| 'Cause ain’t nobody been around here lovin' on me |