.Tomorrow, youâre gonna pick your clothes off these hardwood floors and walk out the door, yeah
Tomorrow, youâre gonna hate the sun for rising and breaking up what we got going on cause
Tonight, Iâm kissing you right and holding you like this night ainât ever gonna end
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