| Put all your stuff in a box in my room
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| I don’t wanna write no song about you
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| But you show up in everything that I do
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| Ooh, ooh-ooh
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| Since you’ve been gone, ain’t got nothin' to do
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| I sleep until noon, I wake up and feel bad
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| I think I miss somethin' I never had
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| Ooh, ooh-ooh
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| I just wanna unwind, unwind
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| Everything that makes me feel confined
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| Sometimes I hate sunshine
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| Sometimes I hate sunshine
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| Put all your stuff in a box in my room
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| I don’t wanna write no song about you
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| But you show up in everything that I do
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| Ooh, ooh-ooh
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| Now it’s a cold war, who will call first?
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| Try to be productive at work, I just can’t
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| I miss you a lot, but I ain’t comin' back
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| Ooh, ooh-ooh
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| I just wanna unwind, unwind
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| Everything that makes me feel confined
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| Sometimes I hate sunshine
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| Sometimes I hate sunshine
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| Put all your stuff in a box in my room
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| I don’t wanna write no song about you
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| But you show up in everything that I do
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| Ooh, ooh-ooh
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| Yeah, yeah
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| All your love letters and a pair of Ray-Bans
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| I’m growin' my beard, movin' back in my van
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| Your side of the bed still smells like you though
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| And these memories of us, it’s brutal
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| You know, you know exactly how I feel
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| We broke up, but you be on my mind still
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| And the worst type of sadness you could have
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| Is when you miss somethin' that doesn’t miss you back
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| Put all your stuff in a box in my room
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| I don’t wanna write no song about you
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| But you show up in everything that I do
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| Ooh, ooh-ooh |