| I'm ashamed by the lies and the worthless games
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| But the wine and the night make me feel okay
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| No other you, no other me, not other us, babe
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| One of a kind and I won't let it slip away
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| I can see you in my head
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| I can see you in my bed
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| I can see you doing all those things we used to do instead
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| Or the fights at 2 am
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| When you knew I was your man
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| The only thing I'm thinking 'bout
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| I really gotta hold on
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| Come back home, we can fight
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| I can take the blame
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| And I bet make-up sex makes us feel okay
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| Give it back, give me love
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| Don't you run away
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| Got a list, couple things that'll make you stay
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| I can see you in my head
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| I can see you in my bed
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| I can see you doing all those things we used to do instead
|
| Or the fights at 2 am
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| When you knew I was your man
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| The only thing I'm thinking 'bout
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| I really gotta hold on, hold on
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| I really gotta hold on, hold on
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| I really gotta hold on, hold on
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| I really gotta hold on, hold on you
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| Hold on you
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| I can see you in my head
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| I can see you in my bed
|
| I can see you doing all those things we used to do instead
|
| Or the fights at 2 am
|
| When you knew I was your man
|
| The only thing I'm thinking 'bout
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| I really gotta hold on, hold on
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| I really gotta hold on, hold on
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| I really gotta hold on, hold on
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| I really gotta hold on, hold on you
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| Hold on you |