| I’m still big on saying sorry
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| like every chance I get
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| I say I’m sorry that i met you
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| I’m still big on taking chances (whoa)
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| when every chance I see you,
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| is another chance I get to walk away
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| I’ll give
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| every last word to you
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| You make
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| your self sound dumber when you’re mad
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| you know i always hated that
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| Every first kiss
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| will be better, more noticed
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| And softer then your lips
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| Every love sick note,
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| On my wall, i threw out
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| this sickness won’t weigh me down
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| Unfaithful is ridden on your shoulders
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| our faith gets tested hard
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| when your living for the moment
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| I’ve settled, We’re taking back,
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| all the memories wasted on you
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| Every first kiss,
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| will be better, more noticed
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| And softer then your lips
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| Every love sick note,
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| On my wall, i threw out
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| this sickness won’t weigh me down |