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    Nothing felt as good as your hand on my thigh
    And the wind on my back
    And the sound of you laughing
    While the stars lit up the sky

    We smoked too many cigarettes
    Toxic smoke filled our lungs
    Made our heavy hearts lighter
    And ourselves easier to love

    I haven’t slept as well as I did in your arms
    I haven’t smiled as much as I did in your car
    In your shitty fucking Saturn
    On a Sunday night
    I was supposed to be home at 11
    I'm alright

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    Nothing seems quite right anymore
    Quite bright anymore
    And everything is too fucking loud
    I swear something’s dragging me down

    I'm sorry if I hurt you
    You know I didn’t mean too
    I was scared of getting hurt
    Because I was sure that I loved you

    I haven’t slept as well as I did in your arms
    I haven’t smiled as much as I did in your car
    In your shitty fucking Saturn
    On a Sunday night
    I was supposed to be home at 11
    I'm alright

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