I'm at a payphone trying to call home
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All of my change I spent on you
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Where have the times gone, baby it's all wrong
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Where are the plans we made for two?
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Yeah, I, I know it's hard to remember,
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The people we used to be
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It's even harder to picture,
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That you're not here next to me.
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You say it's too late to make it,
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But is it too late to try?
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And in our time that you wasted
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All of our bridges burned down
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I've wasted my nights,
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You turned out the lights
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Now I'm paralyzed,
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Still stuck in that time,
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When we called it love,
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But even the sun sets in paradise
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I'm at a payphone trying to call home
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All of my change I spent on you
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Where have the times gone, baby it's all wrong
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Where are the plans we made for two?
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If "Happy Ever After" did exist,
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I would still be holding you like this
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All those fairy tales are full of shit
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One more fucking love song, I'll be sick.
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Oh, you turned your back on tomorrow
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'Cause you forgot yesterday.
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I gave you my love to borrow,
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But you just gave it away.
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You can't expect me to be fine,
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I don't expect you to care
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I know I've said it before,
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But all of our bridges burned down
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I've wasted my nights,
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You turned out the lights
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Now I'm paralyzed,
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Still stuck in that time,
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When we called it love,
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But even the sun sets in paradise
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I'm at a payphone trying to call home
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All of my change I spent on you
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Where have the times gone, baby it's all wrong
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Where are the plans we made for two?
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If "Happy Ever After" did exist,
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I would still be holding you like this
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All those fairy tales are full of shit
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One more fucking love song, I'll be sick.
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Now I'm at a payphone
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Man, fuck that shit
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I'll be out spending all this money
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While you're sitting round wondering
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Why it wasn't you who came up from nothing,
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Made it from the bottom
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Now when you see me I'm stunning,
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And all of my cars start with a push of a button
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Telling me the chances I blew up
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Or whatever you call it,
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Switch the number to my phone
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So you never could call it,
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Don't need my name on my shirt,
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You can tell it I'm ballin.
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Swish, what a shame could have got picked
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Had a really good game but you missed your last shot
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So you talk about who you see at the top
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Or what you could have saw but sad to say it's over for.
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Phantom pulled up valet open doors
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Wiz like go away, got what you was looking for
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Now it's me who they want, so you can go and take
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that little piece of shit with you.
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I'm at a payphone trying to call home
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All of my change I spent on you
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Where have the times gone, baby it's all wrong
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Where are the plans we made for two?
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If "Happy Ever After" did exist,
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I would still be holding you like this
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All those fairy tales are full of shit
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One more fucking love song, I'll be sick.
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Now I'm at a payphone...
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Payphone
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Sabrina |