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I was gonna get up off that bar stool |
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Just as soon as i could figure it out |
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Why i was overlooked at the car pool |
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Stood up at the dance with no twist and shout |
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When you're burnin' with your last desire |
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And every memory haunts you |
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You write it down in alcohol fire |
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'cause that's the only flame that wants you |
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When you're paper thin |
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Yeah, read all about it |
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When you were out of luck, well, luck was doin' alright |
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Now you're paper thin |
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Yeah, they can see right through ya |
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You just cut you're little finger on the edge of the night |
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Now do i really have to be responsible |
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For what i did between those tavern walls |
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I was just mixing up some chemicals |
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You could've heard a pin drop, could have heard time crawl |
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And every once in a while |
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You could hear you're own heart pound |
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Maybe some paper doll with a pasted on smile |
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Would let you write her number down |
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