Folding love letters and carefully placing them
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in a box underneath my bed
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When I drink I read over them
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I'm much stronger than I was when I knew her,
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but see here, see here,
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doesn't mean we should have never met,
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it doesn't mean we should have never met.
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We had a lot of awful shit go down,
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never love again you swore
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I said things I'll probably go to hell for
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We both felt really young
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But anyway that was a long time ago,
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so see here, see here,
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doesn't mean I can't wish her the best,
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I hope she gets that job in Ireland
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The Thing About Distance (Redux)
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| Kind Of Like Spitting |
