I know my room is a mess, over and over again
I tell myself I'll clean tomorrow
Just move the stuff up off the bed and do what you came here to do
But first open up a window for me
And let the cool air in, feel the night slip in
As it softly glides along your back
And I hope you leave right before the sun comes up
So I can watch it alone
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