| Sadly, I’m more or less what you call
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| Glady, girl you got me workin' more
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| Real talk, I want you to come through
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| 'Cause it’s always the shit between me and you
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| And what I did or didn’t do
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| It’ll be hard, this next month or two
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| 'Cause I’m five Advil PM deep
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| Just tryna get some more sleep
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| Knock me out, lay me down
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| It’s all I need right now
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| And tonight, I’ll be the stars if you’re my sky
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| And tonight, maybe I could call you mine
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| Singing, «Woah, oh-oh-oh»
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| 'Cause it’s all I know
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| Make it known
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| I’m a sad, sad boy
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| Late nights, home alone, just me, myself
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| And I, I really need somebody to hold
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| No lie, I need you to come through
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| 'Cause it’s always the space between me and you
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| You’re always gone, it’s nothin' new
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| If you’re leavin', I guess I’m leavin' too
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| 'Cause I’m five Advil PM deep
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| Just tryna get some more sleep
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| Knock me out, lay me down
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| It’s all I need right now
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| And tonight, I’ll be the stars if you’re my sky
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| And tonight, maybe I could change your mind
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| Singing, «Woah, oh-oh-oh»
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| 'Cause it’s all I know |
| Make it known
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| I’m a sad, sad boy
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| This is all so temporary, but I got news for you
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| I’m not comin' through
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| You’re so ordinary, normal standard
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| What’s the use? |
| Let’s call it truce
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| And tonight, I’ll be the stars if you’re my sky
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| And tonight, maybe I could change your mind
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| Singing, «Woah, oh-oh-oh»
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| 'Cause it’s all I know
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| So make it known
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| It’s only temporary
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| Yeah, I’m a sad, sad boy |