| There’s rum on my breath
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| The same damn taste
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| By now I feel used to it
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| Something’s wrong with my head
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| The same damn face
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| Keeps popping into it
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| I’m wrong again
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| The stain on the carpet just won’t come out
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| I’m wrong again
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| And I can’t find my way out
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| I need you now
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| Now it’s like we’re waiting to fall
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| Could’ve sworn I’ve been here once before
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| I should’ve seen the writing on the wall
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| It’s hard to build a home with bruised hands
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| And do you even listen at all?
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| When you’re feeling sorry for yourself
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| Break the chains and let it go
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| I just want to hold you
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| But I don’t want to hold you down
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| I just want to know you
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| But I just can’t figure you out
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| Here are again
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| It’s like we’re watching the same fucking movie
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| When we know how it ends
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| Here we are again
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| I’m addicted to this fix of loveless sin
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| Now it’s like we’re waiting to fall
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| Could’ve sworn I’ve been here once before
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| I should’ve seen the writing on the wall
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| It’s hard to build a home with bruised hands
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| And do you even listen at all?
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| When you’re feeling sorry for yourself
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| Break the chains and let it go
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| It seems to me that things will be
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| Forever tearing up at the seams
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| I just can’t give you what you need
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| It’s just too little too late
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| Come on baby, get your story straight
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| I guess I’ll take the fall this time again
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| It’s all my fault and your mind’s made up
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| So damn it all
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| Damn it all to hell
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| Now it’s like we’re waiting to fall
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| Could’ve sworn I’ve been here once before
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| I should’ve seen the writing on the wall
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| It’s hard to build a home with bruised hands
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| And do you even listen at all?
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| When you’re feeling sorry for yourself
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| Break the chains and let it go |