Oh baby, baby please
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I feel an urgent need to apologize
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I did a terrible thing in a terrible dream
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And now I can't look you in the eye
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It started:
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We were out on a date
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And you turned to say,
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"I gotta tell you something odd
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I know I said we'd get married
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But I'm already married"
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And that's when you laughed so hard
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So I turned and swung
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Woke up in a shock
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Nails digging blood from the base of my palms
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Because people are so fickle
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They fall in love at different angles
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So really I could lose you just as quickly as I've gotten you
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And that's the kind of thought that makes me nervous
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And worried if you'll really think I'm worth it
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When the rush wears off and you're left with this busted person
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But if you tell me you will I will do wht I can to believe it
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So baby all the things that I've seen
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Last night while asleep
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This morning, they're messing with me
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And now I'm anxious as hell
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And looking for help
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Something pleasant and painless
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Some story to tell
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With a throughline of calm
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That could stop me from being myself
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'Cause all I think is how I wanna be your fever
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Just to know I make you heated
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'Cause I worry you might see me more like a blanket
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Who's there for comfort and for cover
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From the glare of former lovers
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All that passion that kissed you and bit you 'til you were devoured
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And I'd like to get better 'cause thinking like this is torture
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And if I can't stop it you'll get sick of bearing crosses
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And you'll jump to cut your losses
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You'll go get quarantined somewhere far from me
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Where it's much less dangerous
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But maybe if I wake up and quit dreaming
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I can shake and shit I'm fearing
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And I can realize I'm just freaking out for no good reason
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I'll tell you what:
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If that's a line I can cross, once I get there, I'm not ever leaving
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People Are So Fickle
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Kevin Devine |