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(Verse) I'm don't want to commit you again |
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I don't want to hit you ever |
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Something just has to be done |
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The whole thing is getting out of hand (Verse) |
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They don't want you sleeping out in the car |
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Falling out on the bathroom floor |
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If I have to |
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I'll load you up |
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Drive you all the way to |
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Betty Ford (Chorus) |
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As the sun picks through the window |
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For the fifteen time this year |
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And you sprung out on the concrete |
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In what you wore to the party (Verse) |
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I can own up to my actions |
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I can deal with the corresponded guilt |
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Something just had to be done |
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To tear down the walls you built (Chorus x2) |
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As the sun picks through the window |
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For the fifteen time this year |
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And you sprung out on the concrete |
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In what you wore to the party (Outro) |
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In what you wore to the party |
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In what you wore to the party |
