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I know just how you feel
We're in the same shoes
And I know you too get wary
When things are too good

I know I know,
And I know you do too
The notes and stops to our Sunday blues

And I'll never say those words out loud that'll hurt you
I'll never say a lot of things cause I'm too proud to
And a lot of days we don't talk and it kills me
But other days I'm happy you're not with me