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Met you on a summer Sunday
You were living out of a suitcase
Within a month you moved into my place
Didn't have a job, but damn, look at your face
Now you're sitting on my vintage sofa
Sipping on a gin and soda
You're leaving in your dumb Corolla
And I'm wishing that I'd never known ya
It must be raining inside
Making it look like I'm crying
I swear it's not coming from my eyes
Baby, I guess I got good at lying
Eyes dry as the mojave
Heartbreak couldn't stop me
Thought you could hurt me and boy you tried
Ain't it funny how we're in a drought, babe
But it's raining inside
Making it look like I'm crying, crying
Cry-ing, cry-ing
Don't you know your years are fleeting?
Even your hairline's receiving
Bought a ticket for the first flight leaving
To any place that you won't be in
You wouldn't even give me a reason
Why your dumb ass committed treason
Bet you wish that I was in pieces
But I'm kissin' boys on white sand beaches
It must be raining inside
Making it look like I'm crying
I swear it's not coming from my eyes
Baby, I guess I got good at lying
Eyes dry as the mojave
Heartbreak couldn't stop me
Thought you could hurt me and boy you tried
Ain't it funny how we're in a drought, babe
But it's raining inside
Making it look like I'm crying, crying
Cry-ing, cry-ing
When you come askin' if I'm fine
I'll say, yeah, but fuck my life
Now I'm chasing tequilas with lime
Never looked hotter a day in my life
Eyes dry as the mojave
Heartbreak couldn't stop me
Thought you could hurt me boy you tried
Ain't it funny how we're in a drought, babe?
But it's raining inside (yeah)
Making it look like I'm crying, crying, crying
