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She knows what happens when i'm without her |
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How this ring itches on my finger |
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Does she let me go to help me remember? |
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Remember how i came in |
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I was desperate then |
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Remember what i am without her |
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And that's a desperate man |
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Before i go, when i'm without her |
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How fast and how long that slide |
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I'll always take that ride |
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It itches on my finger |
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Helps me remember |
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Remember how i came in |
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I was desperate then |
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Remember what i am without her |
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And that's a desperate man, yeah |
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She knows what happens when i'm without her |
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She sees the problem |
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She understands the irony |
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When i'm slumped there in that seat |
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And slobbering of how much i love her |
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Hey, bartender |
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Let me tell you about when i walked in |
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I was desperate then |
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If i could find my way back to loving her |
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I'm a desperate man, yeah |
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I'm a desperate man, yeah |