100 lyrics for "That I know I can"

(Sad to see you go) (Do I wanna know?) If this feeling flows both ways Was sorta hoping that you'd stay (Baby we both know) That the nights were mainly made for saying things that you can't say tomorrow day Maybe I'm too busy being yours to fall for
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American you know I had to cop that foreign After we leave girl, you know where you going Straight to the 'tel, you ain't leaving 'till the morning Same old thing, yeah you know that shit's boring (that shit's boring) I know it's never boring American
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Stone cold, stone cold Know that I am, even if I Stone cold, baby God knows I tried to feel Happy for you Can't understand, I'll take the pain Give me the truth, me and my heart We'll make it through If happy is her, I'm happy for you
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So don't be afraid Of the things you cannot change As the sun surely follows the rain I believe that you can't try to lead or control it 'Cause that's just life as we know it Life as we know it I know the road your on, ain't quite the way you planned it
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I need you more than the sun I can't believe that it's over She's telling me that we're done I should've known all along It's over, it's over Don't tell me it's over You're telling me that we're done Twelve days later and I can't start over I left her,
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Draw me a map that leads me back to you I don't know where to go, please tell me what to do Help me find the road you're on I just need directions home Staring deep into your eyes Searching for answers to questions I can't find If I took for granted that
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Farewell to old friends Oh, where'd you go? Let's raise a glass to the bitter end The words that you said They still ring in my head Don't you know We say goodbye With a tear in our eye It's alright, you can sleep tonight
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In case you didn't know That I could live this life without you Even though I don't tell you all the time You had my heart a long, long time ago I can't count the times I almost said what's on my mind Just the other day I wrote down all the things I'd say
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While Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters Sons of bankers, sons of lawyers Turn around and say good morning to the night For unless they see the sky But they can't and that is why They know not if it's dark outside or light And now I know Spanish Harlem are not
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