I think you can do much better than me
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After all the lies that I made you believe
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Guilt kicks in and I start to see
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The edge of the bed
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Where your nightgown used to be
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I told myself I won't miss you
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But I remember
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What it feels like beside you
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I really miss your hair in my face
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And the way your innocence tastes
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And I think you should know this
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You deserve much better than me
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While looking through your old box of notes
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I found those pictures I took
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That you were looking for
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If there's one memory I don't want to lose
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That time at the mall
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You and me in the dressing room
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I told myself I won't miss you
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But I remember
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What it feels like beside you
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I really miss your hair in my face
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And the way your innocence tastes
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And I think you should know this
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You deserve much better than me
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The bed I'm lying in is getting colder
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Wish I never would've said it's over
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And I can't pretend... I won't think about you when I'm older
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Cause we never really had our closure
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This can't be the end
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I really miss your hair in my face
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And the way your innocence tastes
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And I think you should know this
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You deserve much better than me
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I really miss your hair in my face
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And the way your innocence tastes
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And I think you should know this
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You deserve much better than me
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(And I think you should know this)
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(You deserve much better than me)
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Better Than Me
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| Hinder |
