She wants me to
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Get off the train tell her hi how I've been why
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I don't call her anymore when Ive been by
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Her part town yeah her part of the night sky
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Partly because I don't wanna fuck up my high
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Even though id like to have kids with her
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Have a son and make him a kid sister
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When the rain pours down and the lights flicker
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And I throw away a possible life with her
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Cuz I'm in chi-town for another tour
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In a hotel room with another whore
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I don't really wanna say it but
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I've always been a weak soul when a cheap touch
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Come around looking like love maybe so
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I been chasing what I've seen in the videos
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When your chest might break from the butterflies
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Circling your stomach hurting on the inside
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But her stomach is just a bellybutton ring
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And her brain is college boys and studying
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And I'm in for one night and then gone
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Troubled teens pass the pen for my theme song
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And some nights I get my California dream on
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Knowing you're trying your best not to move on
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But I will understand when the dreams gone
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And some boy puts his heart where I went wrong
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And ill stand in the rain in Cleveland
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Hoping I can wash away these demons
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Hoping you'll talk to me when I'm pleading
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Yelling in the phone hoping that you're gonna leave him
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Isn't it pretty to think so
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Maybe we could have been perfect.
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Tell Her Hi
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| 2AM Club |
