Well this probably couldn't be, the life I tried to see with my own eyes,
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And I really oughtta be, a little more discreet with my true cries, yeah
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And it really seems to me, that I'm the only me in my true lies,
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I'm the only one that I can blame
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Take my time getting up so I mess out the morning, not loving you
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Spend my time tapping keys casting blame in the afternoon, not loving you
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Let my eyes get too tired then I lay down beside you, oooooo
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Wasting too much of your precious time, not loving you
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Well it really starts to show when the dogs don't even know that I live here
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And I really oughtta know that I get a little slow when I drink beer
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But I'm really glad to go, to the places we don't know in this next year,
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I'll start loving you over again
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Oh oh, well I'm sorry for the weekend, Oh oh, and another days gone again,
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Oh oh, and I know you're loving your best friend we just need some time together
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Oh oh, and it's life that's getting in my way, Oh oh, that's excuse number 9 today
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Oh oh, and I know I can turn it around if I spend more time loving you
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Not Loving You
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Andrew Allen |