| I used to picture you naked on the floor
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| But I just can’t do that anymore
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| And I used to love the things we did
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| If God’s a witness, God forbid
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| But I just can’t do that anymore
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| So what the hell is going on?
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| Take me back where I belong
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| I’ve been pushing my standby button everyday
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| Tell me what I’m doing wrong
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| Take me back where I belong
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| I’ve been pushing my standby button everyday
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| And I push it just to push you away
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| And I was afraid to be, who I really am
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| Well now I just don’t give a damn
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| I used to look into your eyes
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| Trough the laughters, trough the cries, yeah
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| But I don’t care, no, not anymore
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| So what the hell is going on?
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| Take me back where I belong
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| I’ve been pushing my standby button everyday
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| Tell me what I’m doing wrong
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| Take me back where I belong
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| I’ve been pushing my standby button everyday
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| And I push it just to push you away
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| Just to push you away now
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| Breathe on breathe on
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| You’ll be just fine when someone better comes along
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| Breathe on Breathe on
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| You’ll be just fine when someone better comes along, yeah
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| (Someone better come along)
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| So what the hell is going on?
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| Take me back where I belong
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| I’ve been pushing my standby button everyday
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| Tell me what I’m doing wrong
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| Take me back where I belong
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| I’ve been pushing my standby button everyday
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| And I push it just to push you away
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| Just to push you away now
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| Push Push away |