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I dont wanna know the details
Dont wanna know where shes from
Or the New Years that you met her
Just wanna know where youve gone
I dont wanna have to meet her
Pretend we get along
Yeah, I know thats selfish and sudden and wrong

But I dont wanna talk about it
Cause if I talk about it
Then youll see I dont, I dont
Know what to do about it
What to do about this feeling that I dont want
But Ill keep it all to myself
If you spare me the details

I dont care about the mixtape
What kind of cigarettes she smokes
Dont wanna hear about the one time
You made up in that park wed always go
So Ill ignore her and shell be really nice to me
Yeah, I know Im being bitter and jealous and mean

But I dont wanna talk about it
Cause if I talk about it
Then youll see I dont, no I dont
Know what to do about it
What to do about this feeling that I dont want
But Ill keep it all to myself
If you spare me the details

So youll pull me over on a Friday night
Both a little drunk and youre asking why
Ive been so off since late December
Say 'I dont know, no I dont remember'
Look , I dont think I want you to myself
But I know I dont want you with anybody else
Dont think you want to hear that either

So lets not talk about it, lets not talk about it
Cause then we wont, no we wont
Have to do something about it
Or just dance around it
Until we dont
So Ill keep it all to myself
If youll keep it all to yourself
And just spare me the details

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