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You keep on crossing those hearts |
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You keep on hoping to die |
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You keep on sticking those needles |
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You keep on telling lies |
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So strange, so much in common |
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We really see eye to eye |
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You've got this wrapped up tight |
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You're really saying everything right |
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So sick of your sons and daughters, not as they appear |
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I'm so sick of these double-crossers, being so sincere |
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I'm calling fraud, you're telling lies |
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I'm calling fraud, you're selling deception |
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So strange, good friends in person |
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Not the case behind my back |
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You let it slip tonight |
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You're the one to start this fight |
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So sick of your sons and daughters, not as they appear |
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I'm so sick of these double-crossers, being so sincere |
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I'm calling fraud, you're telling lies |
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I'm calling fraud, you're selling deception |
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Not sure what you've got to hide, you're little masquerade |
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You're living like camouflage, everything so staged |
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Not looking for a well cut piece of glass |
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We're searching for the real deal |
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Not looking for knockoffs sugar |
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We're searching for the real deal, c'mon! |
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So sick of your sons and daughters, not as they appear |
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I'm so sick of these double-crossers, being so sincere |
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I'm calling fraud, you're telling lies |
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I'm calling fraud, you're selling deception |
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We're out looking for diamonds, so hard to find |
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We're looking for diamonds |
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I'm thinking it'll take our whole damn lives |
