| Water down the drain, that’s a rain check
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| Wishin' on the change, that’s a safe bet
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| I cover up the pain with your blankets
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| Don’t put it on my name, I wouldn’t trust that
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| Lying on the frame that you want back
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| Leaving out the things that I’ll hold back
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| I’ve never been the same since I left that
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| I’m counting on your name like I need that
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| Unattached, unappealing
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| She did that, sick of hearing
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| All this same fucking shit
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| Bring it right back like our CD mix
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| Sold my time 'cause I need my fix
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| End my life like I won’t be missed
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| She loves good sex in the back of the whip
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| She loves good weed, good times and my dick
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| She hangs polaroids of the people she misses
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| Try and take a guess who’s next on the list
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| I write these words with a weight on my wrist
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| That transcends time and the way we coexist
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| Water down the drain, that’s a rain check
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| Wishin' on the change, that’s a safe bet
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| I cover up the pain with your blankets
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| Don’t put it on my name, I wouldn’t trust that
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| Lying on the frame that you want back
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| Leaving out the things that I’ll hold back
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| I’ve never been the same since I left that
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| I’m counting on your name like I need that |