| I walked you home most days
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| To beat the traffic after class
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| With all my best intentions
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| But when the weather changed
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| Like fine print, you were hard to read
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| Blind-folded, eyes wide open
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| Staring through me
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| I never heard the words that were spoken
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| With the rumored nights, with the rendezvous
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| I never thought the whispers were true 'til now
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| I saw things that I shouldn’t have tonight, tonight
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| I know now what I couldn’t have
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| I’ve gone too far to turn it back
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| I’ve gone too far to turn it back
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| Followed you home halfway
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| Over the fence to your backyard
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| With all my best intentions
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| And through your window frame
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| Outstretched and lying on your bed
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| Blind-folded, eyes wide open
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| Staring through me
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| I never heard the words that were spoken
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| With the rumored nights, with the rendezvous
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| I never look at you like I used to now
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| I saw things that I shouldn’t have tonight, tonight
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| I know now what I couldn’t have
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| I’ve gone too far to turn it back
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| I’ve gone too far to turn it back
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| Uninvited, no one knows
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| How much I care, how bad you are
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| How good we’d be, but you won’t let me in
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| Goodnight, I’m leaving
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| I never heard the words that were spoken
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| With the rumored nights, with the rendezvous
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| I never thought the whispers were true 'til now
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| I saw things that I shouldn’t have tonight, tonight
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| I know now what I couldn’t have
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| I’ve gone too far to turn it back
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| I’ve gone too far to turn it back
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| I saw things that I shouldn’t have tonight, tonight
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| I know now what I couldn’t have
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| I’ve gone too far to turn it back
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| I’ve gone too far to turn it back
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| I walked you home most days
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| I had the best intentions
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| I walked you home most days
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| I had the best intentions
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| I walked you home most days |