| Tell your mama I love her
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| Tell your daddy I tried
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| Tell them I wish that I could explain
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| The way that I’m feeling
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| See the sun comes up on the pavement
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| The pavement it starts to sweat
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| The steam rises up from the water
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| And the hotter it is you know the harder it gets
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| And it ought to be easier
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| When you turn your lights down low
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| And it ought to be easier
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| To leave when you know that you have to go
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| I know you don’t believe me
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| And I know you don’t understand
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| But honey the way that you treat me
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| I can’t even tell who I am
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| And you tell me I’m the one you’re not to blame
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| And you tell me I make you feel the same way
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| And we talk in circles but we never say
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| It’s just out of weakness that both of us stay
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| And it ought to be easier
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| When you turn your lights down low
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| And it ought to be easier
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| To leave when you know that you have to go
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| I look at you when you’re sleeping
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| And I think about how it could be
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| If you would wake up and open your arms
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| And hold me
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| But you look at me when you wake up
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| With eyes that are angry and mean
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| And I turn away and walk into the kitchen
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| And I pray for the strength to leave
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| Because it ought to be easier
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| When you turn your lights down low
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| And it ought to be easier
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| To leave when you know that you have to go
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| To leave when you know that you have to go
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| So tell your mama I love her
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| I hope she knows that I tried
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| Tell her I wish that I could explain
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| The way that I’m feeling
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| See the suns comes up on the pavement
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| The pavement it starts to sweat
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| The steam rises up from the water
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| And the hotter it is you know the harder it gets
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| The hotter it is you know the harder it gets
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| The hotter it is you know the harder it gets |