I know the case is closed
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But still I take her calls
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Hear 'bout the problems with her new man again.
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Standin' with phone in hand
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She's barely whisperin'
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Doesn't like him, but somehow loves him
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Oh, how I wish that the tables were turned.
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You'd be mine, leave him burned
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We'd get what we deserve
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My heart, skips beats at the thought of a world
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Where my world could be mine and hers
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But I don't think that I'll ever learn...
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Maybe I'll never solve this problem.
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I'll never leave no matter how it breaks my heart.
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I know the only way to solve this
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But I can't bring myself to stop thinking about you...
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I can't stop thinking about you.
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Oh, I'm so crazy 'bout you
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I know your secrets
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I know this ain't a good idea
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My phone's got messages
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That explain the mess he is
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I should, but I just can't delete them
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Oh, how I wish that the tables were turned.
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You'd be mine, leave him burned
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We'd get what we deserve
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My heart, skips beats at the thought of a world
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Where my world could be mine and hers
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But I don't think that I'll ever learn...
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Maybe I'll never solve this problem.
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I'll never leave no matter how it breaks my heart.
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I know the only way to solve this
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But I can't bring myself to stop thinking about you...
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I can't stop thinking about you.
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But I don't think that I'll ever learn...
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Maybe I'll never solve this problem.
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I'll never leave no matter how it breaks my heart.
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I know the only way to solve this
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But I can't bring myself to stop thinking about you...
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I can't stop thinking about you.
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Tables
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| Gabe Bondoc |
