| I know I should… walking hand in hand, all through the neighborhood
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| Thinking to myself, I might want this good
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| If it’s meant to be, I hope it’s understood… wonder if you could
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| See us going out there, over here, on the town, yeah, I’m really with ya
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| Always on my mind, in my head, make the time, you know I pay attention
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| Things i only can provide, hold the note, set the line, paint a perfect picture
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| Good with the bad, how you feel about that?
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| Feelings might change, and hurts our path, yeah
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| Hook:
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| I can run for miles, plan to play the scrimmage
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| How I’m feeling now, blinded by the image of a crooked smile
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| Hold up wait a minute, please don’t change the dial… yeah, it’s been a while
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| You know I can go for days, never would I treat you bad
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| Words I say… actions follow after that, so count the ways
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| Penny pinch addictions, not a lot to say
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| You never come my way, come my way
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| Mortified, more to life, border line, been survive in it
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| Better keep it ready, how the game goes
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| ILL, spill it from the heart, I’m not the same soul |
| See us talk in circles, stepping out the same door
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| Deep roots, taking back, i remain low
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| Put my feet down to earth, watch the pain grow
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| Planting seeds now, I’m a the jerk and the stains show
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| Lemme geek down, maybe take a different angle
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| Funny feeling in my stomach, tell me what I gotta do to get to ya?
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| Many times, tried, just to get through it
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| Could’ve told me what it isn’t, what it really was
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| Understand that it was hard enough to open up
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| Wanna share the world, you said that you were scared of love
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| Stayed and it wasn’t for the lack of patience
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| Played in my head, all times we saved it
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| And I’d do it all again, to avoid breakage… damn…
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| Hook:
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| I can run for miles, plan to play the scrimmage
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| How I’m feeling now, blinded by the image of a crooked smile
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| Hold up wait a minute, please don’t change the dial… yeah, it’s been a while
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| You know I can go for days, never would I treat you bad
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| Words I say… actions follow after that, so count the ways
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| Penny pinch addictions, not a lot to say
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| You never come my way, come my way |
| Bridge:
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| Could this Be a sign of the things to come
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| Should we Take it light, or make it up
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| Please, don’t close it down, wake me up
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| Blinded by the face of love
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| I can’t think of the words right now… |