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I everything about you that hurts
so let me see your moves,let me see your
lips close to mine, true blue...

but the prince of any failing knows,
that everybody wants, wants
to drive on the night,
if its the back home,

aren't the same anymore,
some it gets so bad
I almost up the phone...

trade blues for wide-eyed browns,
I sleep with your old and walk
through this in your shoes,
I its strange,
its a strange way of that
I im supposed to love you, I'm supposed to love you...oh,oh,oh,

I've already given up on twice,
third is the charm, third time is the charm,
threw caution-to the wind but I've got a arm,
and I traced your on the wall,
I kiss them whenever I'm down,whenever I'm down,
thank God I'm not myself out...,

things the same anymore,
some it gets so bad,
I pick up the phone...,

trade blues for wide-eyed browns,
I with your old shirts and walk
through this house in shoes,
I its strange,
its a way of saying that
I know I'm to love you, I'm supposed to love you...oh,oh,oh,

born a bad sign,
you saved my life that night on the roof of hotel...

my heart and hope to die,
splinter from headboard in my eye
photoproof I remember so well...,

trade baby blues for browns,
I sleep with your old shirts and
through this in your shoes,
I its strange,
its a way of saying that
I know I'm to love you, I'm supposed to love you...oh,oh,oh,

oh,ohh,oh,ohh,whoa,oh,oh,whoaao