| I reckon you grew up in a town that said «reckon"all the time
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| All your time so vile yet concrete
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| And I heard little rumors here and there
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| Little peeps that you may never leave
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| (I swear to God if you never leave)
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| Well here goes nothing I mean everything
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| Finger crossed every morning
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| After a night of no sleep wondering if it will ever be me
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| But, I guess I’m doing just fine
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| Texting you «sup"s and «heyy"s
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| With a smile or winky face hoping to get the same
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| But I won’t fucking wait for you to stop lingering
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| You’ve got too clingy to this town
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| That you supposedly hate
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| And though it kills me to say
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| If you get stuck then I’m just gonna' leave
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| See ya, Sucker
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| On the corner of Canal and Broadway
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| Where that huge signs says love me
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| Shrouded in graffiti and the stench of weed
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| My heart just started screaming
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| «What if she just never leaves»
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| If you get stuck
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| I’m just gonna' go on without you
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| Yeah, it’s shredding me in half
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| But I’m not gonna' lose you
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| And me too
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| On the corner of Canal and Broadway
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| Where that huge signs says love me
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| Shrouded in graffiti and the stench of weed
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| My heart just started screaming
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| «Maybe this isn’t meant to be»
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| And I reckon you grew up in a town that said «reckon"all the time
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| But what gives you the right to wreck everything |