| Yeah, late night on my motorbike
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| 100 HP, fast lane on the turnpike
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| They don’t know I do this shit like every damn night
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| Saw you change up, turn to everything I don’t like
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| I ain’t going back and you know that
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| I’m a nightmare, time to face facts
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| I’ve been ridin' while you be cryin'
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| Know I can’t make it right but I’m trying
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| I try, I try, I try, but it’s no use
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| You lie, you lie, you lie, but it’s not true
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| I try, I try, I try, but it’s no use
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| To forget your face but it all comes back to you
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| Yeah, uh-uh
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| It’s a crisis
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| Nevermind my pity party, I was uninvited
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| All the words I never said are ringing out in my head
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| I keep runnin' back to the pain, maybe I like it, yuh
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| I can hear the sirens
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| I can feel your energy, I can’t reduce the silence
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| I keep running back to you in my dreams every night
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| When the memories still haunt me
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| And the truth is still a lie
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| And I swear
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| I try, I try, I try, but it’s no use
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| You lie, you lie, you lie, but it’s not true
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| I try, I try, I try, but it’s no use
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| To forget your face but it all comes back to you
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| But it all comes back to you, you-ou-ou, yeah
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| But it all comes back to you, no-o-o
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| But it all comes back to you, you, no
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| But it all comes back to you
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| It all comes back to you |