| Coming home, thinking of the days
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| That I think of all the time
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| And I don’t know why I had to change
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| Why I felt like I was right
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| Just maybe you’ll take me back
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| And we’ll be together
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| Take the excuses that I made
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| And throw them all away
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| You’re about to see me
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| Standing for what I believe in
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| Strong, and not wavering at all
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| As perfect as they come
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| Cause after all that we’ve been through
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| What else can I do?
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| Coming home, missing everything
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| All the good times and the bad
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| And I don’t know if you miss me too
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| If you’ll ever take me back
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| Am I crazy? |
| Don’t hate me
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| For walking back in your life
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| You can break me, you can take me
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| You can do whatever you like
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| Take the excuses that I made
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| And throw them all away
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| You’re about to see me
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| Standing for what I believe in
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| Strong, and not wavering at all
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| As perfect as they come
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| Cause after all that we’ve been through
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| What else can I do?
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| What else can I do?
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| What else can I do?
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| What else can I do?
|
| Take the excuses that I made
|
| And throw them all away
|
| You’re about to see me
|
| Standing for what I believe in
|
| Strong, and not wavering at all
|
| As perfect as they come
|
| Cause after all that we’ve been through
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| What else can I do?
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| What else can I do?
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| What else can I do? |