| I think I’m in love with you
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| You’re like, the coolest person I’ve ever met
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| And, and you don’t even have to try
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| I try really hard actually
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| You’re not like everyone else
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| I’ve been dreaming of a time
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| Where I’d sleep with ease at night
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| Take my keys and drive me home
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| People like me are better off left alone
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| I’ve been dreaming of a time
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| Where I’d sleep with ease at night
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| Take my keys and drive me home
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| People like me are better off left alone
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| She doesn’t look at me the same
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| Just stares out the window frame
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| Every time I drive her home
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| Through exit signs and parkway tolls
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| No I’ll never fucking say, never fucking say
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| That I’m not okay, that I’m not okay
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| I seem to always find
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| Something wrong
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| With the things in my life
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| I’m a fucking loser
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| With redeeming qualities
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| Like a doctorates degree in drinking coke and whisky
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| And feeling alone in the most crowded places
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| We’re working together in the tightest of spaces
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| I’m leaving you traces in these ink filled pages I write
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| You’re doing the right thing by keeping your distance
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| I’ll take you and break through
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| Then make due with interests too common for comfort
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| Too cold to collect
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| It goes without saying
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| I’m better off left alone
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| I’ve been dreaming of a time
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| Where I’d sleep with ease at night
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| Take my keys and drive me home
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| People like me are better off left alone
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| I’ve been dreaming of a time
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| Where I’d sleep with ease at night
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| Take my keys and drive me home
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| People like me are better off left alone
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| (nobody) |