Baby, we can talk all night, but that ain't getting us nowhere. I told you everything I possibly can, there's nothing left inside of here. And maybe you can cry all night, but that'll never change the way that I feel. The snow is really piling up outside, I wish you wouldn't make me leave here.🏁
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Baby, we can talk all night, but that ain't getting us nowhere. I told you everything I possibly can, there's nothing left inside of here. And maybe you can cry all night, but that'll never change the way that I feel. The snow is really piling up outside, I wish you wouldn't make me leave here.🏁