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Rolling like a twisted dime, to your house, late at night
Dropped all the others off fine, one by one, well alright
Fumbling for a hidden key, trying not to lose my mindâ¦
I guess Iâll sleep out here tonight.
Why you got to cut out before all the laughs, all the lies?
Well common sense just ainât my style, Iâm the last to retire
Stumbling for another bar, trying just to hold back timeâ¦
I guess Iâll sleep out here, tonight.
When I leave the light on, Iâm gonna get you in a little war
Yeah, when I leave the light on, Iâm gonna get you in a little war.
And I canât wage it anymore.
Blink and then the morningâs come, with a crash of light
Nothing makes you feel so dumb, as the truth, when sheâs right
Clutching to your toast and tea, wishing you could turn back timeâ¦
I guess Iâll sleep in here, tonight.
When I leave the light on, Iâm gonna get you in a little war
Yeah, when I leave the light on, Iâm gonna get you in a little war.
And I canât wage it anymore.
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