What the heck was I thinking
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Comin' and livin' in this concrete canyon
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Tryin' to swim upstream in a river of vacant-eyed people
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Where are they all going so fast
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And what in the world could be so important
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Man, I miss Mama
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Wonder what she's doing
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Probably looking out the kitchen window
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At that green grass and that clear sky
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Daddy's probably sneakin' up behind her
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Puttin' his arms around her waist
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Restin' that head on her shoulder
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Tellin' her how much he loves her
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That's what I oughta be doing with you right now
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I find it hard to breathe without you next to me
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Gonna leave this phone hangin', I'm gone
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Before the sun goes down, gonna ditch this town
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Population minus one
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Oh yeah, I know what I was thinking, I wasn't
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I came this close to making the biggest mistake of my life
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Is that a train I hear in the background
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You're on the porch aren't you
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Got your head resting on that pillow on the swing
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Your bare feet propped up on those chain links
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Your toenails painted all cotton candy pink, oh man
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Let's see, smog or the smell of summer in your hair
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I'm outta here
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I find it hard to breathe without you next to me
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Gonna leave this phone hangin', I'm gone
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Before the sun goes down, gonna ditch this town
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Population minus one
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Baby, I can't tell you how good it felt
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Rollin' back into this little map dot
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Seeing those sugar maples shading Main Street
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And I never noticed it before, but I smiled when I saw
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Those post-game celebration beer bottle dents
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In that deer crossing sign
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Ya know, a few of those were ours
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Kiss me, no you kiss me
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It feels so good to breathe with you here next to me
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In your arms it feels like home
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Gonna watch the sun go down
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I need ya more than I need that town
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Population minus one
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Watchin' that sunset, your hand in mine
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Just look at you and me, right where we need to be
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Population Minus One
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Chad Brock |