| I see you holding it, all the baggage
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| Of a broken heart and the damage
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| That you don’t talk about, you don’t unpack it
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| Stiff upper lip is how you manage
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| The midnights crying in the bathroom
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| When the taillights faded outta your view
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| Nobody wants to, but sometimes you have to
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| Let it hurt, let it burn, let yourself be a wreck
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| You gotta let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go
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| Let 'em out, let 'em fall 'til your mascara’s a mess
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| You gotta let 'em go, let 'em go, and let the tears do the work
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| You gotta let it hurt
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| You gotta let it hurt
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| I see you rising up, corner office
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| 'Til the boss makes you feel like nothing
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| I see you give it all, you’re exhausted
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| Losing it in a list of excuses
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| You didn’t call your mom on her birthday
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| You didn’t find a pew last Sunday
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| Nobody wants to, but sometimes you have to
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| Let it hurt, let it burn, let yourself be a wreck
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| You gotta let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go
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| Let 'em out, let 'em fall 'til your mascara’s a mess
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| You gotta let 'em go, let 'em go, and let the tears do the work
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| You gotta let it hurt
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| You gotta let it hurt
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| It’s okay to not be okay (Be okay)
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| To get through it you, gotta go through it
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| And let it hurt
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| Let it hurt, let it burn, let yourself be a wreck
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| You gotta let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go
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| Let 'em out, let 'em fall 'til your mascara’s a mess
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| You gotta let 'em go, let 'em go, and let the tears do the work
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| You gotta let it hurt
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| You gotta let it hurt |