| Tell it to me straight like you always do
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| And I will blow a fuse like I always do
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| The ebb and the flow that’s starting to show
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| And my weary mind that makes me unkind
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| Until we reach the beginning
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| You’ll be a punching bag for my thoughts
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| I’ll be a mess laid out on the floor
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| You’ll still be looking out for me
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| When my mind is a mess and my heart’s not there
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| But I’ll be coming back to you
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| 'Cause you smell like home and your love’s still there
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| Understand I’m not black and white
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| I understand you love me despite
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| Take it on the chin like you always do
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| And I will spout my words like I always do
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| There’s shots getting fired
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| We’re both getting tired you know
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| And finding resolve is taking its toll you know
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| We’ve got nothing left to say
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| Don’t know if we’re going the right way
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| You’ll still be looking out for me
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| When my mind is a mess and my heart’s not there
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| But I’ll be coming back to you
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| 'Cause you smell like home and your love’s still there
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| Understand I’m not black and white
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| I understand you love me despite
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| Because you run so deeply
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| I won’t be scared of all the up’s and down’s
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| Because you run so deeply
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| We survive, it’s alright, hey
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| 'Cause when we’re at the edge of no return
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| We’ll fall back on the vows
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| When we’re looking at the enemy
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| We’ll fight on through the crowd
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| When the lightning hits and thunder strikes
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| We’ll find another cloud
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| And we’ll work it out
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| You’ll still be looking out for me
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| When my mind is a mess and my heart’s not there
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| But I’ll be coming back to you
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| 'Cause you smell like home and your love’s still there
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| 'Cause you smell like home and your love’s still there
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| 'Cause you smell like home and your love’s still there |