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There's a cliff |
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You don't know where it goes |
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I can tell her |
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That it goes down |
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Of all the excuses that you gave |
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Well, that's the worse I've ever heard |
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When you're just sick of me |
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Well tell me how the hell can I be cured |
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And I think you might agree |
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When you said us, well you meant me |
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And I think you might agree |
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When you said us, well you meant |
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And all the corners in the square are filled |
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I circled round to flag you down |
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And hopes are high but mine runs dry |
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I'll whisper something but you better promise not to tell |
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(Chorus) |
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And I think you might agree |
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When you said us, well you meant me |
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And I think you might agree |
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When you said us, well you meant |
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So try to tell me |
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Why you'd want to be |
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More like you |
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And less like me |
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(Chorus) |
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And I think you might agree |
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When you said us, well you meant me |
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And I think you might agree |
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When you said us, well you meant |