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Lover
Tomorrow I'll be thinking
Something I can't help thinking
I don't wanna be your friend anymore
Not until you listen
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August is almost over
Tomorrow I'll be sober
And I don't wanna be your dog anymore
Another long September
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Cause I'm losing faith
In your twisted game
And I'm turning around
I'm in the dark
Tryna start to make it easy
But you only want to make it hard
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You let me down so sweetly
And I took you back so quickly
I know that you're keeping a hand on the door
Through another season
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Oh maybe I don't mind it
But sometimes I just can't hide it
And I don't know how many times I can bend
Before you see me breaking
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Cause it's true
I don't wanna be your lover, here
Cause the weight
That would only make it harder to steer
The worry, the fear
It's filling me up
It's filling me up, dear
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