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    She crawls across the floor and whispers in my ear
    Says “I’m not having fun anymore”
    Drunk on her breath swollen eyes and her tears
    And the shot gun wedding in the back of my car
    Black circles under my eyes
    Cause I never sleep at night
    Drowning in her tears
    Makes me feel like flypaper for her fears

    When will this be over?
    I feel like I can’t breathe
    Holding my hair back and letting this world go
    I’m sick of this side of me
    Sick of this side of me

    Tripped on my tongue with my foot in my mouth
    And stumbled face first into her sarcastic smile
    She says, “pass out go to sleep this never happened”
    You’ll say sorry in the morning when you open your eyes
    All that were left were lies
    So she said it would be alright
    Couldn’t help but believe
    She’d made a first class fool out of me

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    When will this be over?
    I feel like I can’t breathe
    Holding my hair back and letting this world go
    I’m sick of this side of me
    Sick of this side of me

    I was the cannon ball that broke down her walls
    And she was the face on a magazine staring back at me
    But I guess it’s all over

    When will this be over?
    I feel like I can’t breathe
    Holding my hair back and letting this world go
    I’m sick of this side of me
    Sick of this side of me

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