| To me the only thing left after a while
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| Was that night we watched
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| Documentaries up through morning
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| And then you kicked me out
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| You opened up your screen door
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| And threw me out off the porch
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| It was summer then and I drove home whistling
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| Muddy waters down the pike
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| And that was that: Our one sweet night together
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| Under highway signs
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| I watched our love start fluttering and dissipating
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| I counted all the headlights to make sure I was alright
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| Now I’m wondering
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| Is it me or is it me that can’t see silver linings?
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| So I fucked it up I watched you go
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| I saw my hand not dialing the phone
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| All I’m left to do is remember the dull room
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| Where we sat in blue stream light
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| Watching the strike of '59
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| I dreamed of wrecking my underwear
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| Oh can’t I touch your cheeks somewhere
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| Under dirt filled rainy nights
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| With my socks stuck in the mud
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| Please come dive in puddles with me
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| Our one sweet night together
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| Our one sweet night together
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| Our one sweet night together
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| Under highway signs
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| I watched our love start fluttering and dissipating
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| I counted all the headlights to make sure I was alright |