| Late again
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| Guilt free in the middle of the pouring rain
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| Hair’s a mess she said
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| Would you mind if I spent the night alone?
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| 3am she’s up said
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| It’s not you and it never was
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| Packs her things she’s gone where?
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| That place I’ll never know
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| Somewhere in the middle of the pouring rain
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| I wake up late
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| Sometimes I wish I never woke up at all
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| And I contemplate
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| I guess maybe I’m better off alone
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| I’m gonna leave this place
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| I guess winter got the best of us this year
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| And the sky’s a mess
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| I’ll run out in the middle of the pouring rain
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| When the day is done and you’re not here again
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| When the day is done and you’re not here again
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| When the day is done and you’re not here again
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| I’ll run out in the middle of the pouring rain
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| God speed in the middle of the pouring rain
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| I’ll find love in the middle of the pouring rain |