| Picking pieces of the happy from our past
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| And filling in between (Filling in between)
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| With some bullshit like it wasn’t that bad
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| They told me not to see ya (Don't you go seeing him)
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| But I never settled on an excuse
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| Oh, what a blessing it was (As it turns out)
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| You’re not the man I cried to lose
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| So I wanna thank you (Thank you)
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| 'Cause if it was up to me
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| I’d still be giving you that sweet love
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| So I wanna thank you (Thank you)
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| 'Cause you gave me back the key
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| To that sweet love
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| You had me stepping softly
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| While roses were flowing from my heart
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| The fire under your feet
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| Had me pulling every petal apart
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| (He loves me, he loves me not)
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| Now I’ve got roses on my window
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| Room in my heart
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| And purpose in my cup
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| Oh, what a blessing it was (As it turns out)
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| Worry and heartache is all that I gave up
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| So I wanna thank you (Thank you)
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| 'Cause if it was up to me
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| I’d still be giving you that sweet love
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| So I wanna thank you (Thank you)
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| 'Cause you gave me back the key
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| To that sweet love
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| So I wanna thank you (Thank you)
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| 'Cause if it was up to me
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| I would still be giving you
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| That sweet, that sweet love |