| Don’t let the sunset on a argument,
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| It’s easy to say when your not in one, that’s a fact.
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| Cause when were not getting along she got a strong stubborn side,
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| But I can’t call the kettle black.
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| Cause sometimes our silly fights
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| May go well into the night
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| And we hit the sack back to back
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| To ticked off to speak
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| We rather hold our grudges, then be the one that budges,
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| We go to bed buttin' heads and tuggin' sheets,
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| But we never fall asleep without touchin' feet.
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| Yeah we’ll take cover on our queen sized battle field
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| Our angry eyes are almost closed
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| We’ll swallow just enough of our foolish pride
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| To whisper the truth soul to soul, toe to toe.
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| Sometimes our silly fights
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| May go well into the night
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| And we hit the sack back to back
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| To ticked off to speak,
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| We rather hold our grudges then be the one that budges,
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| We go to bed buttin' heads and tuggin' sheets,
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| But we never fall asleep without touchin' feet.
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| It’s not given in, it’s sayin' nobodies leavin'
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| But you know that I still love you, even when were disagreeing,
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| Cause sometimes our silly fights
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| Go well into the night
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| And we hit the sack back to back
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| To ticked off to speak
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| Cause We rather hold our grudges then be the one that budges,
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| Go to bed buttin' heads and tuggin' sheets,
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| But we never fall asleep without touchin' feet. |