| It’s been three whole years of me thinking 'bout you every day
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| Sometimes for hours, sometimes in passing
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| Saw you from the bottom of the staircase
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| Stood out for hours as you complained
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| About how you haven’t seen your friends yet
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| That you’re too drunk to stand and
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| You not knowing if you can love him forever
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| Bullshit, you fucking miss me!
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| There, I said it! |
| I guess I’ll talk to you in a few months
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| Sitting drunk on the sidewalk
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| I guess I’ll get up, I guess I’ll go for a walk
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| Press my shoes against the pavement
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| I swear, this has gotta be the hundredth
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| Time I’ve thought of you tonight
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| You weren’t the only one who thought of us that way
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| I spend most nights awake, wide awake
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| I never thought that I, oh, I would see the day
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| Where I’d just let you go, let you walk away
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| Where I let you walk away
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| Used to call you a crook, called you a bandit
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| There ain’t no other good damn reason why
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| My heart, it would go missing
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| For so many months, so I was wishing that you
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| That you would stop pretending
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| Remember all those countless nights
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| When I told you I loved you
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| And to never forget it? |
| Oh, just forget it!
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| You weren’t the only one who thought of us that way
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| I spend most nights awake, wide awake
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| I never thought that I, oh, I would see the day
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| Where I’d just let you go, let you walk away
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| Where I let you walk away
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| You weren’t the only one who thought of us that way
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| I spend most nights awake, wide awake
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| I never thought that I, oh, I would see the day
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| Where I’d just let you go, let you walk away
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| Go ahead and walk away |