8 Hours

I used to talk real smart about handling heartbreak
 Could write a book "Ten Ways To Get You Back To Your Feet"
 I thought the recipe to find something worth living for
 Was just a pinch of sun and a long nightly routine
 And you'll be gone out of my system
 I just have to blink three times
 And your silhouette won't listen every time I start to cry
 If I get eight hours I'll be good tomorrow
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 If I get eight hours this will all be over
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 All I needed was somebody, just a body
 Someone to get over again
 I even started smoking, took one hit
 Now I'm afraid that I might be a stoner
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 You'll be gone out of my system
 I just have to blink three times
 And your silhouette won't listen every time I start to cry
 If I get eight hours, I'll be good tomorrow
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 If I get eight hours this will all be over
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 Turns out I'm missing the point
 When I wake up to your car parked down the street
 And cry in the mirror
 I know I made the right choice
 But it doesn't change the fact that I'm lonely
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 And you'll be gone out of my system
 I just have to blink three times
 Cracked the code on to forget the one who taught me how to cry
 It only took six months and eight hours
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