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A dark, guitar-heavy track about waking after an extravagant party and realizing that luxury, attention, and a room full of people did nothing to replace one person.
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There's a bottle on the dresser / With somebody's lipstick on the glass / I can tell we had a good time / By the evidence we left / There's a message from your number / Says you made it home okay / I don't know when you left me / I don't know what I said / My jacket smells like your perfume / There's a heel beside the bed / I put both beside the doorway / Then I poured another drink / I scroll through the photographs / Four hundred proof I'm having fun / My arm around somebody / I don't remember meeting / I had the night / I just didn't have you / Had the city at my feet / Had somebody else's room / I had the night / I had nothing to lose / Funny how a perfect evening / Feels so different without you / Without you / Without you / There are pictures on my phone / That I don't remember taking / You are laughing in the corner / Someone caught you looking back / There's a table full of strangers / Who were calling me their friend / By the morning they were strangers / And the party had an end / I could call you if I wanted / I could ask where you are now / But I know exactly what I'd hear / And I don't want to hear it yet / I had the night / I just didn't have you / Had the city at my feet / Had somebody else's room / I had the night / I had nothing to lose / Funny how a perfect evening / Feels so different without you / Without you / Without you / Maybe I liked being wanted / More than I liked being known / Maybe I liked the photographs / More than I liked coming home / You said, Call me when you're lonely / Like you knew I would be / I laughed and said, I'm never lonely / That was a lie / I had the night / I just didn't have you / Had the city at my feet / Had somebody else's room / I had the night / I had nothing to lose / Now the morning is through the curtains / And there's nothing left to prove / I had the night / I just didn't have you / There's your lipstick on the glass / I still haven't touched it / I still haven't touched it
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