| I was only wanting
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| Hour on the phone like
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| Feel your reason start to shift
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| You really think you could give yourself away?
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| Half a moment living in the sunsets of our youth
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| I kill the world, was it enough to turn us loose?
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| You never notice when my breathing gets loud
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| But give yourself a break
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| Another summer in your eyes
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| Another mind made up
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| Nothing ever made you mine
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| Painting me powder blue
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| Like the reflections in your room
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| We could just take a day
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| Acting around a double view
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| Turned up with a cracked wrist
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| Honouring intentions
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| Dancing in the pouring rain
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| You don’t deserve to miss every chance you get
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| I discovered that you wouldn’t like to give up lust
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| It makes me wonder if you’d ever give me trust
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| I heard you think I’m not the quickest catch
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| But you know I’ve got your flame
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| It’s just a lover’s bet to lose
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| One o' clock I’ll turn round
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| To follow other paths you choose
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| Painting me powder blue
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| Like the reflections in your room
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| We could just take a day
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| Acting around a double view
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| Counting the time in three
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| Love’s an illusion, hard to keep
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| Spinning the dark in half
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| To make it all fall back in peace
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| We’re chilling through like it’s just another day
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| (I'll take your word for it)
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| We’ll treat the weeks like they’re for free
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| Thought soften your voice, I know exactly what you’re supposed to do
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| To the slick other boys, I could say anything I wanted to
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| It’s just a lover’s bet to lose
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| One o' clock I’ll turn round
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| To follow other paths you choose
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| Painting me powder blue
|
| Like the reflections in your room
|
| We could just take a day
|
| Acting around a double view
|
| Counting the time in three
|
| Love’s an illusion, hard to keep
|
| Spinning the dark in half
|
| To make it all fall back in peace
|
| We’re chilling through like it’s just another day
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| (I'll take your word for it)
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| We’ll treat the weeks like they’re for free
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| Thought soften your voice, I know exactly what you’re supposed to do
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| To the slick other boys, I could say anything I wanted to |