| I got you letter on the table
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| The keys still in the car
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| Your lipstick stained upon my pillow
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| From the night before
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| I wish I knew my right from wrong
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| I wish I had affliction
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| Since I read your letter
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| Girl, you been my new addiction
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| Well I don’t need you to be my stepping stone
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| I just want you to come back home
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| And just breathe and believe
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| It will be alright
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| But tonight for tonight
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| Just let it be
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| I never was one for introductions
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| Till I first saw your face
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| And blinded by my intuitions
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| I had to take my chance now
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| And looking back, you had your reasons
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| I couldn’t read between the lines
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| And now you’re gone
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| Nothing else that I can do
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| I don’t need you to be my stepping stone
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| Yeah, I just want you to come back home
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| And just breathe and believe
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| It will be alright
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| But tonight for tonight
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| Just let it be
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| All the years that I have spent on you
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| Does it really even matter?
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| Through the years, would we amount to something?
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| Does it really even matter?
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| I don’t need you
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| I don’t need you to be my stepping stone
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| I just want you to come back home
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| And just breathe and believe
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| It will be alright
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| But tonight for tonight
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| Just let it be
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| Well I don’t need you to be my stepping stone
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| I just want you to come back home
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| And just breathe and believe
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| It will be alright
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| But tonight for just one day |