I got you letter on the table.
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The keys still in the car.
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Your lipstick stained upon my pillow,
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From the night before.
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I wish I knew my right from wrong,
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I wish I had affliction.
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Since I read your letter,
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Girl, you been my new addiction.
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Well I don't need you to be my stepping stone.
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I just want you to come back home,
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And just breathe and believe
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It will be alright.
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But tonight for tonight,
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Just let it be.
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I never was one for introductions,
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Till I first saw your face.
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And blinded by my intuitions,
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I had to take my chance now.
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And looking back, you had your reasons.
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I couldn't read between the lines,
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And now you're gone.
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Nothing else that I can do.
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I don't need you to be my stepping stone.
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Yeah, I just want you to come back home,
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And just breathe and believe
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It will be alright.
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But tonight for tonight,
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Just let it be.
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All the years that I have spent on you,
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Does it really even matter?
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Through the years, would we amount to something?
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Does it really even matter?
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I don't need you,
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I don't need you to be my stepping stone.
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I just want you to come back home,
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And just breathe and believe
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It will be alright.
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But tonight for tonight,
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Just let it be.
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Well I don't need you to be my stepping stone.
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I just want you to come back home,
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And just breathe and believe
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It will be alright.
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But tonight for just one day.
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Stepping Stone
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| Pop Evil |
