Bags

Every second counts
 I don't wanna talk to you anymore, and
 All these little games
 You can call me by the name I gave you
 Yesterday, yeah
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 Every minute counts
 I don't wanna watch TV anymore, yeah
 Can you figure me out?
 Just doin' to waste more time on the couch
 Can you see me? I'm waiting for the right time
 I can't read you, but if you want, the pleasure's all mine
 Can you see me using everything to hold back?
 I guess this could be worse
 Walkin' out the door with your bags
 Walkin' out the door with your bags
 Walkin' out the door with your bags
 Walkin' out the door with your bags
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 Pour your glass of wine
 Mitchell told me I should be just fine, yeah
 Cases under the bed
 Spill it open, let it rush to my head
 I don't wanna be forward, I don't wanna cut corners
 Savor this with everything I have inside of me
 I'm not the type to run, I know that we're having fun
 But what's the rush? Kissing, then my cheeks are so flushed
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 Tell you how I felt
 Sugar coated melting in your mouth
 Pardon my emotions
 I should probably keep it all to myself
 Know you'd make fun of me
 Know you'd make fun of me
 Know you'd make fun of me
 Know you'd make fun of me
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 Can you see me? I'm waiting for the right time
 I can't read you, but if you want, the pleasure's all mine
 Can you see me using everything to hold back?
 I guess this could be worse
 Walkin' out the door with your bags
 Walkin' out the door with your bags
 Walkin' out the door with your bags
 Walkin' out the door with your bags