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11 Blocks

Wrabel

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11 blocks from my door to your doorstep Three years later and it feels too close I thought I broke the last of that breakdown The morning I sold your winter coat It doesn't feel right when I'm grabbing a coffee The same old spot but I'm on my own I feel okay in the day but at nighttime You know how I get when I'm alone 'Cause my mind won't stop, it's just 11 blocks I know that you're home 'Cause it's Friday night, you're not that type I know that you're home 14 blocks from your door to this party I caught myself counting on the way And right when I stepped in the door to the party I stepped outside to grab a smoke You know how I get when I'm alone, no 'Cause my mind won't stop, it's just 14 blocks I know that you're home 'Cause it's Friday night, you're not that type I know that you're home Someone stop me, please, from hurting myself 'Cause two blocks away, and hurting my health And it's Friday night, you're not that type I know that you're home Somebody stop me I should be going home Somebody stop me Aw-yeah, yeah, yeah Well, I met someone and I think I'm in love (ah) But my mind won't stop, it's just 11 blocks I know that you're home 'Cause it's Friday night, you're not that type I know that you're home And I met someone and I swear I'm in love But I'm two blocks away, and you're just like a drug My mind won't stop, it's just 11 blocks I know that you're home I got somebody Waiting for me at home I got somebody Aw-yeah, yeah, yeah 11 blocks from my door to your doorstep Three years later and it feels too close
Writer(s): Stephen Wrabel, Alex Hope Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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