| Every little thing I do, I do for you
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| With every little thing I think a thought of you
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| And I try so hard not to notice
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| I try so hard not to care
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| I try so hard not to know that you’re not here
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| But I’m counting down the hours
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| And I’m counting up the days
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| I try so hard not to show this side of me
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| Jealous of the way they walk, the way they talk
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| 'Cause I don’t think they know just what they got
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| I’m jealous of the way they look, the way they are
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| When I just want to be the way we were
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| And I try so hard not to notice
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| I try so hard not to care
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| I try so hard not to know that you’re not here
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| But I’m counting down the hours
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| And I’m counting up the days
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| I try so hard not to show this side of me
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| Well I try so hard not to notice
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| I try so hard not to care
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| I try so hard not to know that you’re not here
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| But I’m counting down the hours
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| And I’m counting up the days
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| I try so hard not to show this side of me
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| This side of me
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| This side of me
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| This side of me
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| This side of me
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| This side of me
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| This side of me
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| This side of me
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| This side of me
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| This side of me |