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4:35Sometimes I think about it less I listen to the night in our house Try to forget I sit and dream in a world without you there Empty drive in movie Don't it feel weird? Don't it feel weird to you? Nobody loves you Just the way that you want 'em to Just the way Nobody loves you Just the way that you want 'em to Just the way Seasons of death and rain Yeah, this was a shaky deal But it's one that we made The sky hung low and heavy on my morning run Maybe it was just too much to ask of anyone? Of anyone Yeah Nobody loves you Just the way that you want 'em to Just the way Nobody loves you Just the way that you want 'em to Just the way that you want 'em to Nobody loves you Just the way that you want 'em to Just the way (no one) Nobody loves you (no one) Just the way that you want 'em to (no one) Just the way that you want 'em to (nobody loves you)