| The first had scars in her eyebrows, just like yours
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| Woke the neighbors with another
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| Hope you heard
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| One more on all fours, forehead to floor like yours once was
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| And I hope you heard.
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| One with breath all menthol, just like yours
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| Tangled in taxis with another
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| Hope you heard
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| Sun’s exposed my clothes scattered across more bedroom floors than just yours
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| And I hope you heard.
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| And I, I, I, I, I I hope it gets back to you
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| Back to, back to you oh oh oh
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| Back at you
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| I hope it gets back to you.
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| It gets you, it gets to you.
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| My gun-show hoodie is history, it’s just like yours
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| Goodwill’s got your mixtapes
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| I hope you heard
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| Kept the ticket stubs in the bottom drawer, mine and yours, I don’t care
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| And I hope you heard
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| I, I, I, I, I I hope it gets back to you
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| Back to, back to you oh oh oh
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| Back at you
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| I hope it gets back to you.
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| It gets you, it gets to you.
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| Love moves like a car crash
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| Love zooms like a whiplash
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| So let’s toast to lost romance
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| So hoist high that empty glass…
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| Here’s to love
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| Here’s to love
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| Here’s to love
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| Here’s to love
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| And I, I, I, I, I I hope it gets back to you
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| Back to, back to you oh oh oh
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| Back at you
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| I hope it gets back to you.
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| It gets you, it gets…
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| Oh, ot gets you, it gets to you…
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| It gets you, it gets to you, yeah. |