| Well, I got tired of waiting
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| 'Cause you fill my head with doubt
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| Can you keep up the preparations?
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| Love is easier said than done
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| What are we undertaking?
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| My stomach churns and shouts
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| It’s a preliminary statement
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| But it’s as good as it gets 'til it’s gone
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| Little feelings wrapped around my tongue and I
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| Can’t pretend I love the way it’s easy to untie
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| If I keep up the same old shit
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| I’m old enough, I’ll take the hint
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| One day, I’ll be good for you
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| 'Til then, we’re sleeping rough
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| The paper trail is growing
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| But I’m still walking blind
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| Though I miss you
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| Sometimes
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| Over and over again
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| I pretend
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| Little feelings wrapped around my tongue and I
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| Can’t pretend I love the way it’s easy to untie
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| If I keep up the same old shit
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| I’m old enough, I’ll take the hint
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| One day, I’ll be good for you
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| 'Til then, we’re sleeping rough
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| Little feelings wrapped around my tongue and I
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| Can’t pretend I love the way it’s easy to untie
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| If I keep up the same old shit
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| I’m old enough, I’ll take the hint
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| One day, I’ll be good for you |
| 'Til then, we’re sleeping rough |