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It’s the same conversation
Different location
I must be into dedication
Yeah I can care and not be there
Promise
Honestly
You've got me you've got me
Like the sun's always there
At times you don’t feel it
But it don’t go nowhere

Tell her I’m going home
To feel bad about on my own
Tell her I’m going home
Tell her I’m past it
Don’t try to phone

And it ain’t rarer than rocking horse shit
Or sweat on an inuit
That I came round to it
Must be deep in the psyche
To pass the mic when we’re all fighty
Till we’re alrighty
Do it for me
Nah do it yourself
You don’t pause for breath when I am around
Can you believe
That it gets this hard just working it out?

Tell her I’m going home
To feel bad about on my own
Tell her I’m going home
Tell her I’m past it
Don’t try to phone

Can’t believe what I say
My mind changes every day
And I feel like it won’t but you don’t
Cause you see me the other way

I don’t want to pick it apart I want to pull us together
Everything changes regardless of whether
We’re getting settled or chasing what’s better
So pick it apart, pull it together and if
Frequently
We ain’t on the same
Frequency
Then maybe we can talk
Differently
But I’m into dedication, see line three

Tell her I’m going home
To feel bad about on my own
Tell her I’m going home
Tell her I’m past it
Don’t try to phone me

Can’t believe what I say
Tell her I’m going home
Tell her I’m past it
Don’t try to phone me
Can’t believe what I say
My mind changes every day

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