| Eleven more days, waiting around here in the city
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| Thinking that I’m gonna escape this fucked up feeling
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| I got on a flight, economy class
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| I couldn’t sleep, I listened to jazz
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| Eleven more nights, staring at nothing on the phone screen
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| Feeling the lag, and hoping that you call me
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| And to my surprise, you hang me to dry
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| I came over here, thought you were sincere
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| But I guess that I was wrong
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| I was getting nervous that I finally met that person
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| Maybe we just moved too fast, 'cause I woke up in the moment thinking
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| Why’d you leave so fast? |
| You left without your purse
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| And by the time I called you back you were gone
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| I got eleven days to go
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| I don’t got the change to change my flight home
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| It’s 5 O’clock in Mexico, and breakfast time in Tokyo
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| I got eleven days to go
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| I came here for a reason but the reason’s gone
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| It’s 5 O’clock in Mexico, and breakfast time in Tokyo
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| Eleven more days feeling hungover in the morning
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| Kicking my heels, feeling unreal, retail shopping
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| Walk in the mall, getting new kicks, I’m feeling sick
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| Taking a sip from this iced coffee
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| Eleven more nights, losing my mind
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| Seeing city lights, wondering how the hell to get you off my mind
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| Wondering how the hell to get you off my mind
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| I got eleven days to go
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| I don’t got the change to change my flight home
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| It’s 5 O’clock in Mexico, and breakfast time in Tokyo
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| I got eleven days to go
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| I came here for a reason but the reason’s gone
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| It’s 5 O’clock in Mexico, and breakfast time in Tokyo
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| I gotta be out of my mind, thinking everything woulda been fine
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| To come across the ocean on some frequent flyer miles
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| I know I’ll be feeling alright
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| When I finally get on a flight back home
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| But I got eleven days to go
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| (ten plus one days til I get back home)
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| (cuz I got ten plus one days til I get back home)
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| I got eleven days to go
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| I don’t got the change to change my flight home
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| It’s 5 O’clock in Mexico, and breakfast time in Tokyo
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| I got eleven days to go
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| I came here for a reason but the reason’s gone
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| It’s 5 O’clock in Mexico, and breakfast time in Tokyo |