I can see you ahead of me,
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But I'm not always forward thinking,
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I'll tell you what you want to hear,
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It depends on what I've been drinking.
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'Cause everything I do or say,
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Makes it hard for you to stay,
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We both know, What it is.
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Nowadays we talk too much,
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Like you're forgetting all the good shit,
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You decide whats wrong with me,
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I always used to let you say,
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But now I like to think out loud,
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You're running with some different crowd,
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We both know, What it is.
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I don't know you anymore, supposed to be the man, that I live my life by,
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And you're attitudes become a bore,
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And I'm so tired, I can't even cry, cry.
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Mr Ultra Sensitive,
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I'll never let myself forget you,
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Messed each other up you know,
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So I'm sorry if I upset you,
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Tomorrow is another day so I'll call you cause that's OK,
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We both know, What it is.
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I don't know you anymore, supposed to be the man, that I live my life by, I live my life.
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And your attitudes become a bore,
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And I'm so tired, I can't even cry, I cant even cry.
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Relationship doesn't remain,
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We resonate on different planes,
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I could cut you down again,
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If you was like all other men,
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If you were like all other men,
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I know that I could shut you down again,
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But my friend, but my friend.
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I don't know you anymore, supposed to be the man, that I live my life by, I live my life.
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Your attitudes become a bore,
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And I'm so tired, I can't even cry.
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I don't know you anymore, supposed to be the man, that I live my life by.
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Your attitudes become a bore,
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And I'm so tired, I can't even cry.
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[Ad lib to end]
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What It Is?
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| Amy Winehouse |
