Dear Darlin¡¯, please excuse my writing.
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I can¡¯t stop my hands from shaking
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cos I¡¯m cold and alone tonight.
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I miss you and nothing hurts like no you.
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And no one understands what we went through.
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It was short. It was sweet. We tried.
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And if my words break through the wall
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and meet you at your door,
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all I could say is: ¡°Girl, I mean them all.¡±
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[Chorus:]
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Dear Darlin¡¯, please excuse my writing.
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I can¡¯t stop my hands from shaking
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cos I¡¯m cold and alone tonight.
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I miss you and nothing hurts like no you.
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And no one understands what we went through.
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It was short. It was sweet. We tried. We tried.
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[Woman:] I understand why we split before a month.
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Been thinking about the ball we dreamt.
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Feeling like the sofa was sinking.
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I was warm in the hope of your eyes.
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So if my words break through the wall
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to meet you at your door,
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all I could say is: ¡°Girl, I mean them all.¡±
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[Chorus:]
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Dear Darlin¡¯, please excuse my writing.
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I can¡¯t stop my hands from shaking
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cos I¡¯m cold and alone tonight.
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I miss you and nothing hurts like no you.
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And no one understands what we went through.
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It was short. It was sweet. We tried.
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Oh I concur. These arms are yours to hold.
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[Chorus:]
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And I miss you and nothing hurts like no you.
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And no one understands what we went through.
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It was short. It was sweet. We tried. We tried.
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Dear Darlin'
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| Olly Murs |
