| Sitting in the parking lot with a gun in my hand
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| Thinking of the pain, waiting for the man
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| When he opens that door
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| The shots will ring out, I’m going to right my wrongs
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| I don’t care what it’s about, I’m on my phone, alone killing time She’s at my
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| home alone waiting for a line
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| And she asks of me, am I coming home soon?
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| And she says be safe I’ll be waiting in your room
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| And I fall weak, and I can’t squeeze anymore
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| I drop my gun because I don’t want to leave you alone
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| I can’t live without you, 'cause
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| You, you save my life, my life
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| You, you save my life my life
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| 'Cause I’d drag every man down to hell if you didn’t show me heaven
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| Everyone wants to be tough
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| Because tough is the strongest feeling
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| And feeling we don’t get enough, enough
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| So we yearn, believing they will never feel what I feel for you, my love
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| I can’t see red, 'cause all I see is you
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| I’m in my head and it’s all I want to do
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| Love can stop a bullet and the pain I’ll throw it all away
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| And you heal me when I feel you
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| And so all my love I live it for you |