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I'm tired and I'm reckless and I can't go home (can't go home) |
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I'm useless and regretful and nowhere to go (nowhere to go) |
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I am lonely and and I notice stuff is nothing just to show it |
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Open your arms, here I come |
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It takes more to stick together |
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And I never meant to make you cry |
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Acting like you're perfect |
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Everything was worth it |
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Still all along, we lived a lie |
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And I know you knew, baby |
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That I know the lady's going out with other guys |
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Acting like you're perfect |
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Acting like you're worth it |
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All you ever did was pray for guys |
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And you think that he will call you back (call you back) |
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I'm tired and I'm reckless and I can't go home (can't go home) |
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I'm useless and regretful and nowhere to go (nowhere to go) |
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I am lonely and and I notice stuff is nothing just to show it |
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Open your arms, here I come |
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Can't believe they're still together |
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Even after all the times she cried |
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Acting like you're perfect |
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Acting like you're worth it |
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Seem like you're just a waste of time |
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And I know you knew, baby |
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That I know the lady's going out with other guys |
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Acting like you're perfect |
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Acting like you're worth it |
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All you ever did was pray for guys |
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And you think that he will call you back (call you back) |
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I'm tired and I'm reckless and I can't go home (can't go home) |
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I'm useless and regretful and nowhere to go (nowhere to go) |
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I am lonely and and I notice stuff is nothing just to show it |
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Open your arms, here I come |
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You like greasy and disgusting is the way you go |
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Getting something outta nothing in the way we roll |
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(You don't make friends, you make enemies) |
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Kicking our words to the curb like a former song |
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Writing, dance, ghost tales just for fun |
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(You don't make friends, you make enemies) |
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'Cept for you |
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I can't believe |
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I can't believe |
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I'm seeing my life go down the drain |
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I can't believe |
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I can't believe |
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I'm tired and I'm reckless and I can't go home (can't go home) |
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I'm useless and regretful and nowhere to go (nowhere to go) |
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I am lonely and and I notice stuff is nothing just to show it |
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Open your arms, here I come |
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I'm tired and I'm reckless and I can't go home (can't go home) |
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I'm useless and regretful and nowhere to go (nowhere to go) |
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I am lonely and and I notice stuff is nothing just to show it |
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Open your arms, here I come |
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Here, I came |
