| Sour candy on the table
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| Lazy afternoons in your sweatpants watching cable
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| Well, it feels so far away
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| All the channels seem the same
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| Trying to remember all the songs we like to play
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| 'Cause those lazy afternoons don’t come so frequently these days
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| Oh, it’s been so long
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| And I cannot help but wonder
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| Are you ever coming home?
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| I like you with your sour candy
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| In the boathouse on the lake
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| Oh, but I hate, I hate, I hate, I hate, I hate
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| I hate the way it tastes
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| I can’t get you off of my mind
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| Looking out the window
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| Where we spent so much of our time
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| 'Cause I miss the way it felt
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| But I guess you can’t control those damn cards we’re dealt
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| And babe, I know the both of us are happy when we’re free
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| But would it be so hard to find your freedom here with me?
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| Oh, it’s been so long
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| And I cannot help but wonder
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| Are you ever coming home?
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| I like you with your sour candy
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| In the boathouse on the lake
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| But I hate, I hate, I hate, I hate, I hate
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| I hate the way it tastes
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| And I hate the way it tastes
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| But I love it all the same
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| Oh and I know it’s been, it’s been, it’s been, it’s been, so long
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| And I cannot help but wonder
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| Are you ever coming home?
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| I like you with your sour candy
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| In the boathouse on the lake
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| Mm but I hate, I hate, I hate, I hate, I hate
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| I hate the way it tastes
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| Oh, it’s been, it’s been so long
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| And I cannot help but wonder
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| Are you ever coming home?
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| When I see you with your sour candy
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| Don’t want it any other way
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| Oh, I just hate, I hate, I hate, I hate, I hate
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| I hate the way it tastes |