| I’m too tired for another fight
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| Can we just go to bed?
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| I’m too tired to do this all night
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| Can we just let it go?
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| 'Cause maybe we’re both right
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| Maybe we’re both right
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| 'Cause we’re making something out of what could be nothing
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| Now we’re shouting at the top of our lungs
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| We’ll go 'round and 'round
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| But baby, if we both stepped down
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| You and I
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| Could land on common ground
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| You and I
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| Yeah, you and I could make this count
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| Look up higher, tell me what you see
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| Our kiss and a little house
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| That same sky, all I see are clouds
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| But maybe we’re both right
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| Maybe we’re both right
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| 'Cause w’re making something out of what could be nothing
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| Now w’re shouting at the top of our lungs
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| We’ll go 'round and 'round
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| But baby, if we both stepped down
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| You and I
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| Could land on common ground
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| You and I
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| Yeah, you and I could make this count
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| You and I
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| Yeah, you and I could make this count
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| If I listened to hear you out
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| Give it real thought and not shut you down
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| If you’d hold on, let me catch my breath
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| Just to respond in a way that’s best
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| Then you and I could land on common ground
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| You and I
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| Yeah, you and I could make this count
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| You and I
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| Yeah, you and I could make this count
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| You and I
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| Could land on common ground |