| Worried, unhappy, lonesome and sorry
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| Yeah, that’s how I feel every day
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| Worried, unhappy, lonesome and willing
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| To give in and see things your way
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| I’m fair and determined to have things my way
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| I turned off a love that was mine
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| And the misery that followed was my fault completely
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| So I’m being punished with time
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| I’m worried, unhappy, lonesome and sorry
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| Yeah, that’s how I feel every day
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| I’m worried, unhappy, lonesome and willing
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| To give in and see things your way
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| I’m so well-deserving of the heartache, I know
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| That I’m almost ashamed to say «please»
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| But the thought of me losing your sweet love forever
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| Will cause me to fall to my knees
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| And I’m worried, unhappy, lonesome and sorry
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| Yeah, that’s how I feel every day
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| Yeah, I’m worried, unhappy, lonesome and willing
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| To give in and see thing your way |