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Though you saw it coming, it was not your fault Oh, in the morning I gave you what you want No, you couldn't hold it in your long hands Oh, you should have told me this was limitless There's a certain kind of lonely where you sleep in your jeans And I know that kind You can tell me that you know me when you know what that means And that you don't mind Special kind of dreaming when you sleep with the television on And with the lights on And with your clothes on And with your shoes on Though you saw it coming, it was not your fault Oh, in the morning I gave you what you want No, you couldn't hold it in your long hands Oh, you should have told me this was limitless There's a certain sort of lonely where you sleep in your jeans And I know that sort You can tell me that you know me when you know what that means And it's what you want Special sort of dreaming when you sleep with the television on Letras de cancionesAnd with the lights on And with your clothes on And with your shoes on Won't you please remember to mention me to the ones who love you? Do you feel a sick and sinking feeling when I'm thinking of you? Though you saw it coming, it was not your fault Oh, in the morning I gave you what you want Oh, it was easy for me to give to you Oh, it was easy because I wanted to Though you saw it coming, it was not your fault Oh, in the morning I gave you what you want No, I didn't mean to fall into this mess Oh, you should have told me this was limitless Won't you please remember to mention me to the ones who love you? Do you feel a sick and sinking feeling when I'm thinking of you? Won't you please remember to mention me to the ones who love you? Do you feel a sick and sinking feeling when I'm thinking of you? From Letras Mania