| It was a Sunday, I was feeling pretty hazy
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| Too many uppers, threw up. |
| You wouldn’t save me
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| And I could that tell there was nothing left
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| Still, I fell to my knees, put my head to your chest
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| And I said that I was sorry, it just wasn’t enough
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| I’m not sure I even meant it, but you didn’t call my bluff
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| You said you were mad, I could tell you were angry
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| I said «I love you» but admit that notion’s crazy
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| The words that I swallowed
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| May have tasted better had I not
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| (Had I not)
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| I could have grown up along time ago
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| I could have shown up a long time ago
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| I could have grown up along time ago
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| I could have shown up a long time ago
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| I was wondering if I could come by? |
| (By)
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| Let me try to sell you on my new life
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| How I’m doing great, and I’ve been fine (Fine)
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| We’ll talk about the things that get us. |
| by
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| Lay in the memories
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| We’ll talk until I sleep
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| Of all the things that we could be
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| And all the lives that we will lead
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| (Lead)
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| Yea, it’s on the tip of my tongue
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| But it’s not worth repeating
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| Yea, I can take this, one hit at a time
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| Yea, it’s on the tip of my tongue
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| But it’s not worth repeating
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| Yea, I can take this, one hit at a time
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| Lay in the memories
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| We’ll talk until I sleep
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| Of all the things that we could be
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| And all the lives that we will lead
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| I could have grown up along time ago
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| I could have shown up a long time ago
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| I could have grown up along time ago
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| I could have shown up a long time ago
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| Tell me I’m the lucky one
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| Tell me that I need your touch
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| Tell me I’m the broken one
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| Tell me that you’re sorry
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| Tell me this is love |