Somebody call Doc Phil for real, I need help
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I can't see me with no one else
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I'm through with the lies, I see your disguise
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Besides I can do bad all by myself
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I scream, you scream, who's on, who's team
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We're suppose to be together through rain and sunny weather
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But I seem to bring you nothing but mood swings
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Forever, forever, ever, forever, ever?
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But that's what young lovers do, right, wrong
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They fight all night long praying the shuffle
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Plays the right song and nothing ever stays good, right, wrong
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We go through the right songs, hoping one day will play when the fights on
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Last night I dreamed you were back on my team
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And everything seemed so HD like a wide screen
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That's when I woke up, still a little choked up
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Just to realize that you and I were still broke up
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Ha, what a laugh but the funniest part is the fact
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That we actually thought it'd last, the realist shit
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To ever come from your lips was that people change
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But I'm not your average Joe
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So I obviously stay to stay the same
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Somebody call Doc Phil for real, I need help
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I can't see me with no one else
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I'm through with the lies, I see through your disguise
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And it's too bad, it's too bad, but I can do bad all by myself
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I know we both got a little growing up to do to
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To make it work out, to make it work out
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Told you exactly how I feel so now it's up to you
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To make it work out, to make it work out
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I know I sacrificed a lot and baby you did too
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To make it work out, to make it work out
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If loving you is stupid then I guess I'm a fool
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Let's make it work, let's make it work out
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Bad All By Myself
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| Travie McCoy |
