| I don’t want you in my bedroom
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| I just want to know you’d want to
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| I don’t care how cold that makes me
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| My landlord John pays for the heat
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| And you didn’t offer did you baby
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| There you are for three straight days
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| Is it a sign that I’m deranged
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| For wondering if it’s something
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| That I should keep my eyes on
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| Cuz you might have a head shot
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| Shoot me once or shoot me twice
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| The hundredth time I’ll still play nice
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| Cuz I’m not even that invested
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| I’m just here to play out my death wish
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| A broken heart with all its defects
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| I want to be on your mind
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| And in your space crossing the line
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| And blurring all our body parts
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| Until I don’t know who I was
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| I must’ve been on my way out
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| I don’t want you in my bdroom
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| I just want to know you’d want to
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| I don’t care how cold that makes me
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| My landlord John pays for th heat
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| And you didn’t offer did you baby
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| You didn’t offer to make me warmer |