| I dart
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| Off a plane
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| As if you’re holding up a card with my second name
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| For a start
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| Will you wait for me?
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| ‘Cause the driver, insists
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| That if we’re gonna duck the traffic then we take the bridge
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| So we do
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| Will you wait for me?
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| When I think about it
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| Everything about it
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| That’s led me up your drive again
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| Saying I
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| Should be everything you want
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| Now I’m not being sidetracked
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| By all that’s been asked of me
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| Yes I’ll be needing that life back
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| Before I’m feeling the backlash
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| You could try shifting blame
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| But it’s like tryna talk to God and she’s forgot your name
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| You won’t get through
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| Will you wait for me?
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| And the driver insisted
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| That we took the quickest route but God I’m not convinced
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| Now that’s through
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| I’m five away from you
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| When I think about it
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| Everything about it
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| That’s led me up your drive again
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| Saying I
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| Should be everything you want
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| Now I’m not being sidetracked
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| By all that’s been asked of me
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| Yes I’ll be needing that life back
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| Before I’m feeling the backlash
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| Of going mad at the prospect
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| Of you throwing love at me
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| And you not feeling the exact
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| Same feelings from me back
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| Yeah, fuck that
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| For all I know I always tried to meet you A.S.A.P. |
| Why?
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| Cause nothing’s ever good
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| Unless there’s something on the line
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| And now I’m not being sidetracked
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| By all that’s been asked of me
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| Yes I’ll be needing that life back
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| And I’m not feeling the backlash
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| I still go mad at the prospect
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| Of you throwing love at me
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| And you’re not feeling the exact
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| Same feelings for me back
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| Yeah fuck that |