| I wanna sleep next to you
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| But that’s all I wanna do right now
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| And I wanna come home to you
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| But home is just a room full of my safest sounds
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| 'Cause you know that I can’t trust myself with my 3-AM shadow
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| I’d rather fuel a fantasy than deal with this alone
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| I wanna sleep next to you
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| But that’s all I wanna do right now
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| So come over now and talk me down
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| I wanna hold hands with you
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| But that’s all I wanna do right now
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| And I wanna get close to you
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| 'Cause your hands and lips still know their way around
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| And I know I like to draw the line when it starts to get too real
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| But the less time that I spend with you, the less you need to heal
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| I wanna sleep next to you
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| But that’s all I wanna do right now
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| So come over now and talk me down
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| (Talk me down)
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| So if you don’t mind, I’ll walk that line
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| Stuck on the bridge between us
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| Grey areas and expectations
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| But I’m not the one if we’re honest, yeah
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| But I wanna sleep next to you
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| And I wanna come home to you
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| I wanna hold hands with you
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| I wanna be close to you
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| But I wanna sleep next to you
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| And that’s all I wanna do right now
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| And I wanna come home to you
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| But home is just a room full of my safest sounds
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| So come over now and talk me down
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| (Talk me down) |