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I saw the lamp light from your window |
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I didn't think you were home, sitting there all alone |
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So I came up to your room to ask you why |
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Why did you hurt me so? |
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Why did you have to go, away? |
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I never wanted anything in my life |
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Not until I met you |
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I thought you'd see me through |
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All the bad days that I've had before I met you |
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Something in the past, never thought it couldn't last, forever |
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There's one thing I can say |
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Every day, how I miss you, oh oh |
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Every day that I'm without you hurts |
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Just a little bit more than |
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Than I've ever been hurt before |
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Every day that I'm without you hurts |
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Just a little bit more |
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And now I look down from your window |
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To see a young man across the street |
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He looks something like me |
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And he's walking with his head down to the ground |
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Did you want to hurt me so? |
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Why did you have to go away? |
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There's one thing I can say |
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Every day, how I miss you, oh oh |
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Every day that I'm without you hurts |
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Just a little bit more than |
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More than I've been hurt before |
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Every day that I'm without you hurts |
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Just a little bit more than |
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More than I've been hurt before |
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Every day that I'm without you hurts me |
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Just a little bit more, ooh |
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More than I've been hurt before |
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Every day that I'm without you hurts |
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Just a little bit more, ooh |
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More than I've been hurt before |
