| All the girls in Los Angeles look like you from a distance
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| I tried to give you space until I stepped away from your brain and now I just
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| miss it
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| All the girls in Los Angeles look like you from a distance
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| Now I’m kinda thinking that I’ll never bloom again
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| I never thought I’d let myself wear the weak look but I guess if the shoe fits
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| There’s a million pairs here, string along my soul dear 'til my breath feels
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| useless
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| It’s like God fell asleep in the middle of the day, He built my self esteem
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| 'Cause I’ll keep hopping on these planes 'til we’re sharing last names in a
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| softer scene
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| Instead of tying our breath in knots again
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| You’re chopping it down in heavy seconds
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| Alone was never easy after you
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| 'Cause all the girls in Los Angeles look like you from a distance
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| I tried to give you space until I stepped away from your brain and now I just
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| miss it
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| All the girls in Los Angeles look like you from a distance
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| Now I’m kinda thinking that I’ll never bloom again
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| 'Cause this is what you’ve done, you’ve done to me
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| 'Cause this is what you’ve done, you’ve done to me
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| You’re not alone 'til it stings like this
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| I’m fake asleep until I’m dreaming
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| I guess you messed me up, I’ll pay for this
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| And sleep it off without your kiss
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| I never thought I’d let myself give what you took but I sent it off in gift wrap
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| Now all that’s left here are my lonely words, dear, I’ll paint you pretty with
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| my syntax
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| So, fly out on a Tuesday
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| No, we don’t need a two-way
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| Wait, what am I doing to me?
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| I’m rolling in the cycle
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| Regressing back to high school
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| God, what does that say about me?
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| Instead of tying our breath in knots again
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| You’re chopping it down in heavy seconds
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| Alone was never easy after you
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| Instead of waking me up at 4 AM
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| I’m wishing I was home again
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| Alone was never easy after you
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| Now all the girls in Los Angeles look like you from a distance
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| I tried to give you space until I stepped away from your brain and now I just
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| miss it
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| All the girls in Los Angeles look like you from a distance
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| Now I’m kinda thinking that I’ll never bloom again
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| 'Cause this is what you’ve done, you’ve done to me
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| 'Cause this is what you’ve done, you’ve done to me, mmm, oh
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| You’re not alone 'til it stings like this
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| I’m fake asleep until I’m dreaming
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| I guess you messed me up, I’ll pay for this
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| And sleep it off without your-
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| All the girls in Los Angeles look like you from a distance
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| I tried to give you space until I stepped away from your brain and now I just
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| miss it
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| All the girls in Los Angeles look like you from a distance
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| Now I’m kinda thinking that I’ll never bloom again |