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    I got the meal, you spilt your wine
    The restaurant's closing, lost track of time
    Back at your house now, you say: It's a mess
    But, it's just a stopgap, I take off your dress

    We got close, started to feel
    Only to leave soon as it's real

    We've got so much in common, including the issues
    I'll pull away 'cause I know that I'll miss you
    That's when it hits me, so suddenly
    You are almost the best thing that happened to me
    I could pull the car over, got nowhere to be
    You could say how you feel, but, you chose something mean
    That's when it hits me, so suddenly
    You are almost the best thing that happened to me

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    I'm in New York, we've had some space
    You're in your ballgown fresh out the rain
    You come up to 305 'cause you hate the noise
    And your friends are all stood outside talking to boys
    And I haven't moved on and you don't get out much
    You're still holding me back, it's still me that you trust

    We've got so much in common, including the issues
    I'll pull away 'cause I know that I'll miss you
    That's when it hits me, so suddenly
    You are almost the best thing that happened to me
    I could pull the car over, got nowhere to be
    You could say how you feel, but, you chose something mean
    That's when it hits me, so suddenly
    You are almost the best thing that happened to me

    (Ah-ah)
    You can say how you feel (ah-ah)
    But, you chose something mean (ah-ah)
    (Ah-ah)

    You come up to 305 'cause you hate the noise
    It eats into my lonely nights, hearing your voice
    I wonder if we really try, you'd never be
    Almost the best thing that happened to me

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    Composition: Bradley Simpson

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