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No, Ms. Waitress
 No one is joining me
 I'll be alone for a while
 She left in the fall
 Right as our body heat
 Would work for our small bed
 It's a time change (it's a time change)
 With some pain on it (with some pain on it)
 I don't feel right (I don't feel right)
 Where you at?
 And I don't have (and I don't have)
 A way to cure it (a way to cure it)
 Only band-aids (only band-aids)
 Where you at?
 We're getting old
 A new list of simple things
 Something to do for a while
 Touching myself
 Imagining touching you
 Your hands are softer than mine
 I hope you hate it
 Why did you do me like that?
 Oh, it's a cold place
 Without my chest on her back
 Please, no more phone calls
 About this place I ain't at
 And no more stories
 Want you in my day instead
 I hope you hate it
 Why did you do me like that?
 Oh, it's a cold place
 Without my chest on her back
 Please, no more phone calls
 About this place I ain't at
 Please, just come back, back, back, back, back
 It's a time change (it's a time change)
 With some pain on it (with some pain on it)
 I don't feel right (I don't feel right)
 Where you at?
 And I don't have (and I don't have)
 A way to cure it (a way to cure it)
 Only band-aids (only band-aids)
 Where you at? Where you at?
 Touching myself
 Imagining touching you
 Your hands are softer than mine
 Touching myself
 Imagining touching you
 When you're alone, keep me in mind
 

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Duration
03:12
Key
11
Tempo
97 BPM

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