And I don¡¯t know
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This could break my heart or save me
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Nothing¡¯s real
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Until you let go completely
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So here I go with all my thoughts I¡¯ve been saving
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So here I go with all my fears weighing on me
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Three months and I¡¯m still sober
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Picked all my weeds but kept the flowers
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And I don¡¯t know
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I could crash and burn but maybe
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At the end of this road I might catch a glimpse of me
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Three months and I¡¯m still breathing
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Been a long road since those hands I left my tears in but I know
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It¡¯s never really over, no
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Wake up
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Three months and I¡¯m still standing here
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Three months and I¡¯m getting better yeah
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Three months and I still am
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Three months and it¡¯s still harder now
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Three months I¡¯ve been living here without you now
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Three months yeah, three months
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Three months and I¡¯m still breathing
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Three months and I still remember it
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Three months and I wake up
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Three months and I¡¯m still sober
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Picked all my weeds but kept the flowers
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Sober
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| Kelly Clarkson (Ä̸®Å¬¶ô½¼) |
