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Uh, Pressed out what I own
Miss-fortune ending, what's there left to say?
Been so caught up in a lifetime of achievement
We forgot the love we made.

Maybe we're just sick and tired?
To take an inch but give a mile?
What's the point of compromise?
When, You tell me that you're even
Just don't tell me that you mean it.

Cause baby I, know that in time we'll find a reason it's hard enough letting you go.
Baby just know that I try to say I mean it when you're the one i call home.

I heard your friends say you'll be fine but I don't believe 'em
that's who guard as using sights
Even when we apologize do we even mean it
Or are we scared to lose our pride?

Or maybe we're just sick and tired?
To take an inch but give a mile?
But what's the point of compromise when
you tell me that you're even bjust don't tell me that you mean it

Cause baby I, know that in time we'll find a reason it's hard enough letting you go,
Baby just know that I try to say I mean it when you're the one i call home.

Cause baby I, know that in time we'll find a reason it's hard enough letting you go,
Baby just know that I try to say I mean it when you're the one i call home.

Cause baby I, know that in time we'll find a reason it's hard enough letting you go,
Baby just know that I try to say I mean it when you're the one i call home.

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