| Take a sip, of this American sadness
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| I just wanna sleep tonight
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| We got history that keeps on repeating
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| We don’t wanna believe it
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| Oh believe me
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| It’s like we’re livin' in slow motion, killin' time, killin' time
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| Rip my heart out of my chest, oh God
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| Maybe I said too much
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| Or maybe I (maybe I)
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| Maybe I didn’t say enough
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| When you’re touchin' me, I don’t feel a thing
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| Or maybe my (maybe my), heart’s not in it anymore
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| Maybe my heart’s not in it anymore
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| Maybe my heart’s not in it anymore
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| (Maybe my, maybe my heart’s not in it anymore
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| Maybe my heart’s not in it anymore)
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| Pull it up (pull it up)
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| I put the suitcase in the back of the trunk (of the trunk)
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| Put every state in between the two us
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| Can’t believe it, this history, repeatin' history
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| Oh believe me
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| It’s like we’re livin' in slow motion, killin' time, killin' time
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| Rip my heart out of my chest, oh God
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| Maybe I said too much
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| Or maybe I (maybe I)
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| Maybe I didn’t say enough
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| When you’re touchin' me, I don’t feel a thing
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| Or maybe my (maybe my), heart’s not in it anymore
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| Maybe my heart’s not in it anymore
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| Maybe my heart’s not in it anymore
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| (Maybe my, maybe my heart’s not in it anymore
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| I don’t feel a thing
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| Maybe my heart’s not in it anymore)
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| Tell me what I don’t wanna hear
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| Let that sink in, insincere
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| Write down my goodbyes
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| You’ll drink deep and dry your eyes
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| Maybe I gave you too little of me
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| Maybe I said too much
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| Or maybe I (maybe I)
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| Maybe I didn’t say enough
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| When you’re touchin' me, I don’t feel a thing
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| Or maybe my (maybe my), heart’s not in it anymore
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| Maybe my heart’s not in it anymore
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| Maybe my heart’s not in it anymore
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| (Maybe my, maybe my heart’s not in it anymore
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| Maybe my heart’s not in it anymore) |