| I don’t know where you’re going
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| Or when you’re coming home
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| I left the keys under the mat to our front door
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| For one more chance to hold you close
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| I don’t know where you’re going
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| Just get your ass back home
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| We both knew this type of life
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| Didn’t come with instructions
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| So I’m trying to do my best
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| To make something outta nothing
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| And sometimes it gets downright shitty in fact
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| When you call and I don’t even know what city I’m at
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| Or what day of the week in the middle of the month
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| In a year I don’t recall
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| It’s like my life’s on repeat and the last time we spoke
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| I told you I wouldn’t be long
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| That was last November now December’s almost gone
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| I’d apologize but I don’t realize what I’m doing wrong
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| I don’t know where you’re going
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| Or when you’re coming home
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| I left the keys under the mat to our front door
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| For one more chance to hold you close
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| I don’t know where you’re going
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| Just get your ass back home
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| And you been nothing but amazing
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| And I never take that for granted
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| Half of these birds would have flew to coop but you truly understand it
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| And the fact you stood beside me
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| Every time you heard some bogusness
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| You deserve a standing you
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| Cause they’d a just been over it
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| Let em talk, let em talk, let em talk, let em talk
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| Like we don’t hear what they saying
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| Let em walk, let em walk, let em walk, let em walk
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| We’ll just drive by and keep waving
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| Cause you and I above all that
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| Just let em wallow in it
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| Now they all choked up, yuck
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| Cause they be swallowing it
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| I don’t know where you’re going
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| Or when you’re coming home
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| I left the keys under the mat to our front door
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| For one more chance to hold you close
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| I don’t know where you’re going
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| Just get your ass back home
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| I don’t care what you’re after
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| As long as I’m the one, no
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| I don’t care why you’re leaving
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| You’ll miss me when you’re gone
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| I’m coming home!
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| Don’t forget me
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| When I come back
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| I’m coming home!
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| Don’t forget me
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| When I come back home
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| I don’t know where you’re going
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| Or when you’re coming home
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| I left the keys under the mat to our front door
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| For one more chance to hold you close
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| I don’t know where you’re going
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| Just get your ass back home
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| I’m home baby |