.

You make me wanna shut it all down,
Throw it all away,
Cause I’m nothing if I don’t have you.

What’s the point of being on top,
All the money in the world,
If I can’t blow it all on on you.

So, send the cars back,
Put the house on the market,
And my big dreams too.

Because it’s all so clear,
Now without you here,
I’m the loser of the year.

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