| You keep me in your orbit
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| Well, I know I'm a hard one to please
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| Give it too much importance
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| My love'll have you fall to your knees
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| I tell them this too often
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| Know better than to bark up my tree
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| Just for me to fall and leave
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| Nah, I'd rather just watch you smoke and drink, yeah
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| Steering clear of any headaches to start
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| And if we're being honest
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| I'd rather your body than half of your heart
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| Or jealous-ridden comments
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| That come when you let in them feelings that I don't want
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| I never let 'em know too much
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| Hate gettin' too emotional, yeah
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| I'm better off without him
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| I'm better off being a wild one
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| On the road a lot, had to keep it a thousand
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| So that I'm better off not being around ya
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| Go on and face it, I'll never be ready for you, ready for you
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| I swear my love is a curse, make you head over shoes, head over shoes
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| Let's put them topics to bed and go fuck on the roof, just to say that we did it
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| You keep insisting I listen to your proposition
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| I dismiss them all, no offense, yeah
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| Steering clear of any headaches to start
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| And if we're being honest
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| I'd rather your body than half of your heart
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| Or jealous-ridden comments
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| That come when you let in them feelings that I don't want
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| I never let 'em know too much
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| Hate gettin' too emotional, yeah
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| I'm better off without him
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| I'm better off being a wild one
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| On the road a lot, had to keep it a thousand
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| So that I'm better off not being around ya
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| I'm better off without him
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| I'm better off being a wild one
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| On the road a lot, had to keep it a thousand
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| So that I'm better off not being around ya |