You tell me she's not asking for an answer, just tryin' to live her life
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But all this waitin' 'round has caused her blindness
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And I'm giving up the fight
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Oh, I wanna say I told her everything that we could do
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But now I sit here lonely with one last thing to prove
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Afraid that love might happen, convinced of a lie
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Maybe I'm wrong, but what if I'm right
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Should've left a long time ago, but something keeps me in
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I can't stand those beautiful blue eyes longing for him
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I want her to come over, I wanna feel her touch
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I just want to believe that I've been worrying too much
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Can't You see I'm trying, but everything is wrong
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Maybe I don't belong
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7 am on a monday, and he comes waltzing in
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I'm scared, but a find a way to ask, "Where have you been?"
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What If I'm Right
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| Ingram Hill |
