| Katie kept the list of times
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| Now that she had really done it, done it
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| So we swarmed like flies
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| Pretending that we weren’t terrified to
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| We snuck out that night
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| Rolled the Chrysler down the driveway
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| But once we were inside
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| Couldn’t figure out where we were off to
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| That was before we had made
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| Any terrible mistakes
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| Well, that’s just teenage talk
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| Pinky swear that you won’t go changing
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| Drank so much that night
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| Carved the state of Texas in our forearms
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| You know I never loved you more
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| Than when we were hiding from those sirens, sirens
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| Oh, we laughed so hard
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| Threw up in your mother’s azaleas
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| That was before we had made
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| Any terrible mistakes
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| That was before we had made
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| Any terrible mistakes
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| That’s just teenage talk
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| I don’t think the past is better, better
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| Just cause it’s cased in glass
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| Protecting us from our now and later
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| You know I never loved you more
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| Than when we were running from those sirens, sirens
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| Drank so much that night
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| Carved the state of Texas in our forearms
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| How do you see me now?
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| Now that I’m a little bit older, older
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| Nevermind the albatross
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| Smoldering on my shoulder, shoulder, shoulder, shoulder |