| Theres clothes all over the floor
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| Don’t remember them being here before
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| Smell of perfume is in here
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| Why’s lipstick on mirror
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| Yet still I don’t understand
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| No pictures left in the hall
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| Theres three new holes in my wall
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| Where the hell’s my credit cards
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| Whys my wallet in the yard
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| Still I don’t understand
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| Well now I guess I should’ve listened
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| When you said you had enough
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| A little trick I picked up from my father
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| In one ear and out the other
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| Why’s love gotta be so tough
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| Should see the look on my face
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| My shit’s all over the place
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| Whys this happening to me Why’d you take both sets of keys
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| And still I don’t understand
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| Well now I guess I should’ve listened
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| When you said you had enough
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| A little trick I picked up from my father
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| In one ear and out the other
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| Why’s love gotta be so tough?
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| Well I guess I should’ve listened
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| Theres clothes all over my floor
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| I don’t remember them being there before
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| There are no candles in here
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| Lipsticks still on my mirror
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| And still I don’t understand
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| And now I guess I should’ve listened
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| when you said you had enough
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| A little trick I picked up from my father
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| In one ear and out the other
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| Why must love be so tough?
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| Well now I guess I should’ve listened
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| When you said you had enough
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| A little trick I picked up from my father
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| In one ear and out the other
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| Why’s love gotta be so tough? |