| Sorry I ruined our weekend in Tahoe
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| I made a scene, took the car and I drove home
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| So you caught a flight and you showed up the next day
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| You walked through the door and I knew it was OK
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| And it’s not what I’m used to, baby
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| Forgiving me before I even ask
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| I can be so damn crazy
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| But I know you like it like that
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| You take the high road
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| I roll with the low blows
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| And you keep me grounded
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| When I am unstable
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| I got a bad reputation
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| But you don’t care what they say 'cause
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| You take the high road
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| And baby I’m grateful for you
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| Baby, I’m grateful for you
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| You take the high road and
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| Baby, I’m grateful for you
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| You’re careful with me 'cause you know that I’m fragile
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| All of my baggage ain’t too much to handle
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| I keep on letting you down and I hate it
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| I thought by now you’d have ran out of patience
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| And it’s not what I’m used to, baby
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| Forgiving me before I even ask
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| I can be so damn crazy
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| But I know you like it like that
|
| You take the high road
|
| I roll with the low blows
|
| And you keep me grounded
|
| When I am unstable
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| I got a bad reputation
|
| But you don’t care what they say 'cause
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| You take the high road
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| And baby I’m grateful for you
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| Baby, I’m grateful for you
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| You take the high road and
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| Baby, I’m grateful for you |