| I hope she doesn’t see
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| The lipstick stain on the edge of the wine glass
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| Hope that she can’t see it in my eyes
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| I hope she doesn’t notice
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| I’ve come home late every night this week
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| Trying to keep it together
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| It’s getting harder and harder each time
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| To keep this hidden away
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| I’m running out of things I can say
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| And I can’t sleep from thinking 'bout you
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| And I can’t tell lies from the truth
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| And I can’t hide you like this for very much longer
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| And I don’t know which way to run
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| And I feel myself coming undone
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| And I don’t know how much longer I can keep it
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| My little secret
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| I hope she doesn’t notice
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| This look on my face from thinking 'bout you
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| Stories are getting harder for me to tell
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| And each time I try to take one step away
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| I find myself crashing back into you
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| Taking this chance that I know
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| Now I shouldn’t be taken
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| I can’t sleep from thinking 'bout you
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| And I can’t tell lies from the truth
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| And I can’t hide you like this for very much longer
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| And I don’t know which way to run
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| And I feel myself coming undone
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| And I don’t know how much longer I can keep it
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| My secret
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| Know that there will come a day
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| When it all comes falling down, I just can’t walk away
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| I find myself crashing back into you
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| Taking this chance and I
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| Can’t sleep from thinking 'bout you
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| And I can’t tell lies from the truth
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| And I can’t hide you like this for very much longer
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| And I can’t sleep from thinking 'bout you
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| And I can’t tell lies from the truth
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| And I can’t hide you like this for very much longer
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| And I don’t know which way to run
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| And I feel myself coming undone
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| And I don’t know how much longer I can keep it
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| My little secret, my little secret, my little secret |