| I missed my mark by a thousand miles
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| Oh, pride
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| Oh, pride
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| Because I never aimed to take both our lives
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| Oh, pride
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| Oh, pride
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| Oh, pride
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| I know I said I love you over a thousand times
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| Oh, pride
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| But if we loved it all, it was dead before it was even time
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| I don’t know that I tried
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| I don’t know that I mind
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| Oh, pride
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| She walked the hall until the sun starts to rise
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| collaps by my side
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| She’ll stir with the light
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| Before I go I check to see if she’s alive
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| I’ll kiss both her eyes
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| And hope that she smiles
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| And hope that she smiles
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| If I can’t say that I’m smiling myself, then I’m asking too much off somebody
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| else
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| Oh, oh
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| It’s easier keeping them shot then keeping them dry
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| I give my love a thousand reasons to cry
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| Oh, pride
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| Oh, pride
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| She tells me (?) rather than grow that we decline
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| You know that I’m right
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| Now tell me I’m right
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| I break up (?), she’s trembling on the floor with fright
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| I’ll stick till I’m dry
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| I shove back her thighs
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| She scratched my face and tells me I’m a goddamn sorry sight
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| That I’m drunk and I’m wild
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| That I fuck like a child
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| That’s all I need to hear to know this bitch is mine
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| She won’t put up no fight
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| She’s my angel, my pride…
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| Oh, pride
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| Oh, I know I know, we were not so we’d be fine
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| But I weaken my mind
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| And I’m too strong in my pride
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| And if your heart ain’t closed, you know my arms are open wide
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| And it’s warmer inside
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| You’ve been stripped of your pride
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| Oh, pride |