This place is a hole, but I don't want to go.
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I wish we could stay here forever alone.
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This time that we waste, but I still love your taste.
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Don't let him take my place, don't just sit there.
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Sometimes I wish you would leave me.
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Well I'm not sick of you yet, is that as good as it gets?
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I'll just hide it, or I could slip into you,
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Its so easy to come back into you.
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I stared for awhile, and waited for words.
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Seen but not heard and struggled to try.
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My tongue's turning black, but I'll take you back.
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You're still the best more or less, I guess.
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I guess.
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Don't you leave me,
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Well I'm not sick of you yet,
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Is that as good as it gets?
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I'll just hide it, or I could slip into you,
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Its so easy to come back into you.
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It hurts me to say that it hurts me to stay.
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And it might be alright if you go.
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It hurts me to say that I want you to stay,
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But it might be alright if you go.
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So leave me, well I'm not sick of you yet,
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Is that as good as it gets?
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I'll just hide it, or I could slip into you,
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It's so easy to come back into you.
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Sometimes I think that the bitter in you and the quitter in me,
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Is the bitter in you and the quitter in me.
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The bitter in you, and the quitter in me,
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Is the better in you and the quitter in me.
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The bitter in you, and the quitter in me,
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Is bigger than the both of us.
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Lover Dearest
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| Marianas Trench |
