| We were way too young but that didn’t stop us did it?
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| Home is where the heart is so I stopped to visit (Visit)
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| You can’t steal second base and keep your foot on first
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| So either hold your spot or take your shot and risk it
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| Oh God, this might work
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| Just this night, you go first
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| Make it last, don’t you hurt
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| Innocence is all I’m worth
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| So I don’t have a plan, I’m just doing what I can
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| You don’t have to understand
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| Let’s just get it, don’t forget it
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| Here I am
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| Yeah
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| Okay, I’m standing in romances shoes
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| Notion drinks, my stance is loose
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| I been in a dance or two
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| And chance’s are my dance was you
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| We started swaying softly back and forth, and side to side (Yeah)
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| Now your heart’s saying it lost me
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| Mapped my course and found my time
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| Locate my rhythm and my balance
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| I was sipping out my chalice
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| Building billions at my palace
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| Catching feelings, fuck a Alice
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| In my wonderland, I understand
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| I overstayed my welcome (Sorry)
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| We both know it was wrong
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| So here’s my song, I’m gone, you’re welcome (Yeah)
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| You’re welcome
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| Okay, a life full of love and a life full of hate
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| And you fighting, you hugging, you skyping, you dating
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| You might be a slut but you like to equate
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| And he might like to fuck but he might not relate
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| So I’m wishing and hoping (Mmm)
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| Sipping and smoking (Yeah)
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| Doesn’t pan out 'cause your vision in broken
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| You’re thinking he’s open when really he’s closed
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| Really he’s focused on women and clothes
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| His mission to blow, you’re kissing him slow (Yeah)
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| He’s thinking about flows and rekindling hoes
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| That he met before you and you don’t even know
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| And now you want no part but your heart is bestowed so (Damn)
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| Living and, hoping he gives a shit
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| Knowing he’s sick of it
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| Focus is limited, smoke 'til you’re feeling it
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| Smoke 'til you’re feeling it
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| Smoke 'til you’re feeling it
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| Smoke 'til you’re feeling it |