| Sick of trying to find a way inside
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| Sick and tired of all the after
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| Sick of trying to find a way to slide
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| Even though it always ends in laughter
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| It’s never hard to tell when things are done
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| She looked into my eyes, and a voice said «RUN»
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| She says that I’m a mess, but it’s alright
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| Whether it’s two weeks, two years, or just tonight
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| You can occupy my every sigh
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| You can rent the space inside my mind
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| At least until the price becomes too high
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| I can find a reason that we should quit
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| I can find a reason to do it
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| I can find excuses for all my shit
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| She tells me just to work right through it
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| She’s pretty, and I like her, but she’s too well
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| Cause I need red flags and long nights, and she can tell
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| It’s not that it’s my fault, it’s just my style
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| Beginning with a look and then a smile
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| You can occupy my every sigh
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| You can rent the space inside my mind
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| At least until the price becomes too high
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| You can occupy my every sigh
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| You can rent the space inside my mind
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| At least until the price becomes too high
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| She don’t need a thing, she don’t need saving or a lay
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| She’s got all her friends around, and you can hear them say
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| He’s not into you, he’s into the idea of
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| But little do they know that she’s not through
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| You can occupy my every sigh
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| You can rent the space inside my mind
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| At least until the price becomes too high
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| You can occupy my every sigh
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| You can rent the space inside my mind
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| At least until the price becomes too high |