| It’s gonna come a day
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| When you look another way
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| You can’t decide
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| Going back and forth a triple times
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| Commitment to the love
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| But you’re falling out of love
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| So sentimental
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| So disrespectful
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| How am I supposed to know?
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| Should I stay or should I go?
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| Your camouflage, is stained with the wine
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| What we remember as the good times
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| We keep forgetting all the lies
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| So sentimental
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| So disrespectful
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| But tell me, which is the price?
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| Please god tell which is the price
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| Tell me, which is the price?
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| Please god tell which is the price
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| Tell me, which is the price?
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| Please god tell which is the price
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| It’s another kind of love
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| One that will never let me go
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| One that I can’t never, never know
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| One you want to keep under low
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| Stains from the red wine
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| Is a proof of the crime
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| Such a beautiful time
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| Can’t stop scrolling down your timeline
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| You got me mental
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| Watching me from another angle
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| Sticks and stones might break my bones
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| But watching you makes me lose control
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| Or we got a line?
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| Baby, we should do this all the time
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| So sentimental
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| So disrespectful
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| But tell me, which is the price?
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| Please god tell which is the price
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| Tell me, which is the price?
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| Please god tell which is the price
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| Tell me, which is the price?
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| Please god tell which is the price |