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It snowed in Seattle; we fucked on the floor Blue screen TV light behind us Phone on the dresser With a "miss you" message from home Outside on the street, there was no one around Felt like we were an island But guilt has a way Of showing up when you're alone Oh, the mistakes I've made Oh, in Washington state I wish that I could be a sucker for love The way I'm a sucker for lying But I like getting lost It's easier than finding my way I want to start over, pack up, disappear And come back treating you better But there's a girl up in Spokane And I'm like a moth to a flame Oh, the mistakes I've made Oh, in Washington state Oh, the mistakes I've made Oh, in Washington state Oh, the mistakes I've made Oh, in Washington state From Letras Mania