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We tried to pick the most unlikely places |
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Where no one's out to know us by our name |
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And for a while we shared the sweet affection |
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That makes it worth the sorrow and the shame |
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Of loving on back streets and living on main |
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Suffering hell through the daylight |
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For the heaven darkness brings |
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Two hearts in the shadows trading passion for pain |
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Loving on back streets and living on main |
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In the morning when I face the one who owns me |
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And she confronts me with some things I can't explain |
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Then once again I'll hate myself for living |
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And wonder just how long my mind can stand the strain |
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Of loving on back streets and living on main |
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Suffering hell through the daylight |
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For the heaven darkness brings |
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Two hearts in the shadows trading passion for pain |
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Loving on back streets and living on main |
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Loving on back streets and living on main |
