| I know I probably shouldn’t say this out loud
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| But I miss you
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| Two weeks apart left me out in the dark
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| But I miss you too
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| So I against my better judgement
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| I followed him up those stairs to his third floor apartment
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| Drunk eyes make me think of the first time they looked at me that way
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| Then he says this doesn’t change a thing
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| Now he’s holding me like it’s the end
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| It makes me wonder was this all pretend
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| This might keep me, this just might keep me from loving again, no
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| I gotta pick myself up off the floor
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| And no I won’t be coming back for more
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| You won’t keep me, you won’t keep me
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| From loving, loving again
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| Oh-woah oh, oh, oh, oh
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| I’m too drunk to sleep feeling tired, and weak and unfocused, oh
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| I want him out of my mind he stole enough of my time
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| Left me feel broken, oh
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| So against my better judgement
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| I found a photo of us with us in the sun
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| With your big arms around me holding me tightly
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| But now you say I don’t love you that way
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| And now he’s holding me like it’s the end
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| It makes me wonder was this all pretend
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| This might keep me, this just might keep me from loving again, no
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| I gotta pick myself up off the floor
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| And no I won’t be coming back for more
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| You won’t keep me, you won’t keep me
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| From loving, loving again
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| Oh-woah oh, oh, oh, oh
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| And just so you know
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| That when I go, there ain’t no turning back, no-oh
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| I kinda hope this is stings a little
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| you burned me once, alright
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| But burned me twice and boy you better watch your behind
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| Cause this is gonna sting a little
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| This is gonna sting a little-oh
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| Now he’s holding me like the end
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| Makes me wonder was this all pretend
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| This just me keep me, just might keep me from loving again, no
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| I gotta pick myself up off the floor
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| And no I won’t be coming back for more
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| You won’t keep me, you won’t keep me
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| From loving, oh, from loving, loving again
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| Oh-woah, oh, oh, oh, oh |