Morning light is streaming through I closed the blinds in your room You went for coffee and
I said I'd take mine black You said you'd be right back So I'm holding tight
I check the spines of all your books I find a letter and have a look I put it back between Hemmingway and Mark Twain And now I know her name And it serves me right
(What) What am I doing here I Wanna run but your kisses are still hanging in the air (This) This isn't who I am My head is spinning round Faster than your ceiling fan That's What you get That's what you get for That's what you get That's what you get for Finding what you're looking for
I see a picture on your shelf Did it fall over by itself I turn it back to see You smiling back at me But you're holding her and she is beautiful
(What) What am I doing here I Wanna run but your kisses are still hanging in the air (This) This isn't who I am My head is spinning round Faster than your ceiling fan That's What you get That's what you get for That's what you get That's what you get for That's what you get That's what you get for
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