Some find their daemons in the bottom of the bottle in their hand
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But in the morning they still wake up with the truth in their bed
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Girl, you're like a drink, that burns going down
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Hate what you do to me, but I need you right now
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A tall glass of water might stop the pounding in my head
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Or I could hide under the covers, and just sleep it off instead
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If I had too much to drink, that's just what I'd do
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But the problem is I'm sober
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Trying to find a way to get over the pain
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Of this love hangover
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Some days are harder than the rest, like a habit I can't break
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I should know better than to do this to myself, I always say
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Cause you're no good for me, I know that much is true
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When the morning comes, I'll still be loving you
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A tall glass of water might stop the pounding in my head
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Or I could hide under the covers, and just sleep it off instead
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If I had too much to drink, that's just what I'd do
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But the problem is I'm sober
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Trying to find a way to get over the pain
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Of this love hangover
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A tall glass of water might stop the pounding in my head
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Or I could hide under the covers, and just sleep it off instead
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If I had too much to drink, that's just what I'd do
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But the problem is I'm sober
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Trying to find a way to get over the pain
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Of this love hangover
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Love hangover
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Love hangover
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Love Hangover
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| Emerson Drive |
