| Spending all my nights, all my money going out on the town
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| Doing anything just to get you off of my mind
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| But when the morning comes, I’m right back where I started again
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| Tryna forget you is just a waste of time
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| Baby, come back, any kind of fool could see
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| That there was something in everything about you
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| Baby, come back, you can blame it all on me
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| Well, I was wrong and I just can’t live without you
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| All day long, I’m wearing a mask of false bravado
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| Tryna keep up a smile that hides the tears, oh
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| But when the morning comes, I get that empty feeling again
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| How I wish to God that you were here
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| Baby, come back, any kind of fool could see
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| That there was something in everything about you
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| Baby, come back, you can blame it all on me
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| Well, I was wrong and I just can’t live without you
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| Do you slide on all your nights like this?
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| Do you try on all your nights like this?
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| Put some spotlight on the slide
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| Whatever comes, comes through clear
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| Baby, come back, any kind of fool could see
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| That there was something in everything about you
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| Baby, come back, listen, baby, you can blame it all on me
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| Well, I was wrong and I just can’t live without you
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| Well, I was wrong and I just can’t live |