| What comes first
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| What I want
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| What I need
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| 'Cause recently they’re not the same thing
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| These feelings are constantly changing
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| And you deserve
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| All of me
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| Every piece
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| But my heart’s getting torn between places
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| California’s been keeping us waiting
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| And I got these priorities
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| They always get on top of me
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| And they’re weighing, they’re weighing me down
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| And I feel like you’re never or now
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| So I’m changing my priorities
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| And ain’t nobody stopping me
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| It could leave me a mess on the floor
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| But you’re someone worth changing them for
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| I just hope you’re changing yours
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| Who comes second?
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| Them or us
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| 'Cause if I go
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| I’ll be seven hours behind you
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| Just losing it, trying to find you
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| Straight divorcement
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| I know you’re busy
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| In another city
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| So why am I singing about you
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| When the words all mean nothing without you
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| And I got these priorities
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| They always get on top of me
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| And they’re weighing, they’re weighing me down
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| And I feel like you’re never or now
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| So I’m changing my priorities
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| And ain’t nobody stopping me
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| It could leave me a mess on the floor
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| But you’re someone worth changing them for
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| I just hope you’re changing yours
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| Yeah, oh
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| I hope you’re changing yours
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| What comes first?
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| What I want
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| What I need
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| 'Cause recently they’re the same thing
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| Recently they’re not the same thing |