Coming back to your face There's a guilt that I'm tryna place Let me try to explain
* It's a gift to exist It's a wonder to taste
And it's hard to resist When it's all on my plate Alright
And I'm tired I don't know what you want me to do
If I could then I would But I can't split in two Alright
** It's up to me to spend my time
I gave you yours so give me mine
And in between is hard to find When I'm in and out of time
Am I unfamiliar Like checking in to some foreign hotel (Checking out by twelve)
Wishing I could steal ya To a place where there's no one else
Is it greedy though Can I ask for both?
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