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waking up your neighbors downstairs |
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i've been inside your bedroom a thousand years |
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and as you tie me to the bed for good i say |
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that i want you in the most unromantic way |
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Louisiana, you're torturing me with a beautiful face |
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Ana, come on, i thought we had a damn good thing (damn good thing) |
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a penny in the couch and a diamond ring |
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so baby, stay away from my friends |
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cause i need them to carry me |
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when it's over i'll count back from ten |
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and you can listen to glass hearts shattering |
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i don't know how you got into me |
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down my throat and made a home in my veins |
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they used to be the rivers that would take us away |
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now you only call me every Christmas and my birthday |
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i still can't believe how you look next to me |
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just like a strip club bedroom scene |
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baby, stay away from my friends |
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cause i need them to carry me |
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when it's over i'll count back from ten |
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and you can listen to something that you've never heard before |
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never heard before (oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh) |
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(oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh) |
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never heard before (oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh) |
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(oh oh, oh oh) |
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but you don't know what it's like |
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to wake up in the middle of the night |
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scaring the thought of kissing razors |
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this blood evacuation (oh!) |
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is telling me to cave in |
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stay away, away |
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oh no, no, oh no |
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just stay away, away, from my friends (from my friends) |
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(away, away) |
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(away, away) |
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(away) |
