| My new place is a mile from yours
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| Bought a new bed, got hardwood floors
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| I’m taking my time
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| I’ve been doing alright
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| Driving down Sunset, 80 degrees
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| Windows still down cause you hate AC
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| And I’m feeling so high
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| It’s almost a perfect night
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| It’s always like this
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| It starts out so innocent
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| Oh god
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| I hate what you did
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| But I still catch myself
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| Getting sad when I think of
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| Getting rid of old pictures
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| Know I shouldn’t be bitter
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| But I still catch myself
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| Wondering if you’re still single
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| Happy now with new people
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| Used to talk but now we don’t
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| But I still catch myself
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| I still, I still
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| I still catch myself
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| All my friends still hate the way
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| That you would assume I’d sit and wait
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| And they got a point
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| It wasn’t a choice
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| I know what it took me to get this far
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| But my heart stops when I see your car
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| It should be done
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| But it still comes up
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| It’s always like this
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| It starts out so innocent
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| Oh god
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| I hate what you did
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| But I still catch myself
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| Getting sad when I think of
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| Getting rid of old pictures
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| Know I shouldn’t be bitter |
| But I still catch myself
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| Wondering if you’re still single
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| Happy now with new people
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| Used to talk but now we don’t
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| But I still catch myself
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| I still, I still
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| I still catch myself
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| I still, I still
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| I still catch myself
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| Seeking myself some closure
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| Wish it was over
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| Before it begins
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| Lying, saying I’m brand new
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| Say I forgot you
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| When I never did
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| But I still catch myself
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| Getting sad when I think of
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| Getting rid of old pictures
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| Know I shouldn’t be bitter
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| But I still catch myself
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| Wondering if you’re still single
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| Happy now with new people
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| Used to talk but now we don’t
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| But I still catch myself
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| I still, I still
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| I still catch myself
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| I still, I still
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| I still catch myself |