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Don't call me now, I am in bed. 
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I've sacrificed all chances for street-cred 
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As a result of sticking near 
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The same bed time for 13 years 
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But you know this I've said it before 
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There's lots of things I've said before 
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Lots of things you kind of ignored 

And brushed it off, you always brushed it off 

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Pacing down the hallway stairs 
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Mental notes of quick repairs 
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To gaps in my story for tomorrow morning 
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Of why I was up at this hour (you owe me) 
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When I have children of my own 
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And when they have children of their own 
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I'll spit and spew of my dumbass high school endeavors 
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with prideful tone (I wish they were so much better) 
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But when my freezing lower limbs
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Approach that sly grinning little shit 
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I knew the truth in every vowel sound 
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That I had admitted just two nights before 
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Goodbye was not an option, 
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It's clear to you but to no one was it clearer than to me 
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Since day one I've been locked in, 
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I'm not fucking hanging up. 

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I told you I loved you just outside your mom's place. 
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You laughed then you felt bad as we sat there red-faced. 
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I felt like a bitch so I told you to get out, 
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But I guess Bren was right babe cause' who's laughing now.

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I told you I loved you just outside your mom's place. 
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You laughed then you felt bad as we sat there red-faced. 
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I felt like a bitch so I told you to get out, 
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But I guess Bren was right babe cause' who's laughing now.

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I told you I loved you just outside your mom's place. 
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You laughed then you felt bad as we sat there red-faced. 
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I felt like a bitch so I told you to get out, 
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But I guess Bren was right babe cause' who's laughing now.