Two Augusts ago
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I told the truth
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Oh, but you didn't like it
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You went home
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You're in your Benz, I'm by the gate
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Now you go alone
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Charm all the people you train for
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You mean, well, but aim low
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And I'll make it known
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Like I'm getting paid
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That's just the way life goes
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I like to slam doors closed
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Trust me, I know it's always about me
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I love you, I'm sorry
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Two summers from now
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We'll have been talking
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But not all that often
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We're cool now
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I'll be on a boat and you're on a plane
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Going somewhere same
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And I'll have a drink
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Wistfully lean out my window
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And watch the sun set on the lake
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I might not feel real but it's okay
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Mm
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'Cause that's just the way life goes
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I push my luck, it shows
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Thankful you don't send someone to kill me
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I love you, I'm sorry
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You were the best, but you were the worst
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As sick as it sounds, I loved you first
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I was a dick, it is what it is
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A habit to kick, the age old curse
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I tend to laugh whenever I'm sad
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I stare at the crash, it actually works
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Making amends
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This shit never ends
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I'm wrong again
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Wrong again
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The way life goes
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Joyriding down our road
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Lay on the horn
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To prove that it haunts me
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I love you, I'm sorry
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The way life goes
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I wanna speak in code
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Hope that I don't
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Won't make it about me
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I love you, I'm sorry
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I Love You, I'm Sorry
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| Gracie Abrams |
