| One Mississippi, two Mississippi
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| Counting down the seconds
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| Standing in the wreckage of love
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| On a cold grey Jackson dawn
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| Oh I just can’t watch this, sure can’t stop this
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| I keep waiting, your tail lights are fading
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| I see you’re already gone
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| I’m half of who I used to be, one Mississippi
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| Lipstick on the coffee cup
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| I know I should wash it up
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| But maybe I’ll just wait here for a little while
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| I run my fingers around the top
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| Where your lips were I just stop
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| Cause I, I can almost see your smile
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| And it’s one Mississippi, two Mississippi
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| Counting down the seconds
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| Standing in the wreckage of love
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| On a cold grey Jackson dawn
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| And I know everybody’s got their demons
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| Everybody’s got their reasons
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| Why they leave when they run
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| Oh but baby I could have helped you through it
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| You built a wall and I couldn’t get to it
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| Now I’m waiting for the rain, and the pain to come
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| And it’s one Mississippi, two Mississippi
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| Counting down the seconds
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| Standing in the wreckage of love
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| On a cold grey Jackson dawn
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| Oh I just can’t watch this, sure can’t stop this
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| I keep waiting, your tail lights are fading
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| I see you’re already gone
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| I’m half of who I used to be, one Mississippi
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| Oh one Mississippi yeah yeah yeah |