| I get home and it’s already dark
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| Kick my shoes off, leave them in the hall
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| It’s been freezing in this house
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| Since the day that you flew south
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| Now I’m shivering, just tryna switch you out
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| As cliche as it seems
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| I’m strung out on a dream
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| It’s taking all my strength
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| To keep me clean
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| Take the edge off
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| Take the edge off
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| I just need a little taste
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| To get me through the night
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| Take the edge off
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| Take the edge off
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| Lord knows what I’d give away
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| To feel you one more time
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| I know by now for certain you moved on
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| Maybe you were someone else’s all along
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| Slipping off your dress
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| Lean your head against his chest
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| While I’m left here in the arms of my regret
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| The ceiling, it spins and shakes
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| And still I cannot escape
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| There’s only one thing that can dull this pain
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| And take the edge off
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| Take the edge off
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| I just need a little taste
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| To get me through the night
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| Take the edge off
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| Take the edge off
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| Lord knows what I’d give away
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| To feel you one more time
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| I’m passing days watching cars
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| The sun goes down, the headlights flicker on
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| Then in the dark counting stars and wishing upon
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| Take the edge off
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| Take the edge off
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| I just need a little taste
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| To get me through the night
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| Take the edge off
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| Take the edge off
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| Lord knows what I’d give away
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| To feel you one more time |