| You say what you will
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| I drive through the night
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| You’re still alone in our bed
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| There’s a ghost tucked in the sheets
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| He’s taken my place, but it’s not too late
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| No, it’s not too late for me
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| Heart on the line, restless till rise
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| Stir till you’re still, say what you will
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| I stay up all night until I feel the morning’s light
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| Alone in our bed, I can’t seem to capture that moment
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| The one where I’m fading asleep
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| And you know that it’s closer to noon
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| And you’ve been up for hours
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| Burdened by all the same faults
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| Cautious and kind, sight out of mind
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| Gather your fill, shoot just to kill
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| Say what you will |