| I woke up at 3 am And stumbled in the dark
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| I don’t sleep much anyway
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| Since we’ve been apart
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| But that’s just one of many things
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| I’ve adjusted to so well
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| Cause I surrendered long ago
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| And now finally I can tell
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| I’m getting used to Not getting over you
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| Not wondering how to shake
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| A hurt that won’t go away
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| Not knowing where to turn
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| Is something I thought I’d never learn
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| It’s really nothing new
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| I’m just getting used to not getting over you
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| I head down highway 40
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| Past the place we used to go
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| I don’t stop to cry anymore
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| I just drive by real slow
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| And I don’t feel the dagger
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| When somebody speaks your name
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| I guess that I’m just growing more
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| Accustomed to the pain
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| I’m getting used to Not getting over you
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| Not wondering how to shake
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| A hurt that won’t go away
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| Not knowing where to turn
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| Is something I thought I’d never learn
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| It’s really nothing new
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| I’m just getting used to not getting over you
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| Not knowing where to turn
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| Is something I thought I’d never learn
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| It’s really nothing new
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| I’m just getting used to not getting over you
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| A feeling I can’t lose
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| I’m just getting used to not getting over you |