| Tell me you want me when you are talking with your eyes closed
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| Standing in line at the seven eleven, buying those cigarretes and magazines
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| Couple 20's from the cash mashine??? |
| look back to apartmen just down the
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| street,
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| you are saying sorry
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| and I wonder what that even means.
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| No matter what you say to me
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| No it wouldnt change a thing
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| So why, why, why you gotta mess me up?
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| Well I can’t decide, but it hurts so bad,
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| Oh yeah, It must be love, love, love.
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| Must be love, love, love.
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| When you are standing in the doorway of the bathroom trying not to cry
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| Three out of??? |
| says that I’ll be coming up
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| And I don’t even have a job, oh make it work with what we’ve got
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| I’m sacared of making??? |
| promises that we can’t keep
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| when you can’t even tell me what it is you really need
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| I think that you are the only one.
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| Cause ever been afraid of love
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| So why, why, why you gotta mess me up?
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| When I can decide, but it hurts so bad,
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| Oh yeah, it must be love, love, love
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| It must be love, love, love.
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| Why, why, why you gotta mess me up?
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| When I can decide, but it hurts so bad,
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| Oh yeah, must be, why, why, why you gotta mess me up?
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| When I can decide, but it hurts so bad,
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| Oh yeah, it must be love, love, love.
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| Must be love, love, love. |