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Truth, truth everywhere, |
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But not a drop to drink, |
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You can think what you like, |
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But it's not like what you think, |
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Talk, talk everywhere, |
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Banished you can tell, |
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A thousand ears to turn away, |
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Not one mouth to stay closed, |
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Bride for the King of Blame, |
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I'm Queen of Apology, |
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You see we take all care, |
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But no responsiblity, |
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Return this where you found it, |
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Eyes, eyes everywhere |
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And two more that now hold, |
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The pallor of your face |
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When all your palest lies are told, |
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Hands, hands tethered fast |
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To bonds you'd wish they'd hold, |
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To forgive completely only serves to let them go, |
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Bride for the King of Blame, |
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I'm Queen of Apology, |
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You see we take all care, |
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But no responsiblity, |
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Return this where you found it, |
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A bed we built, |
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Milk crates and guilt, |
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Well I will lay you down |
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On sheets of blame, |
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I'll lay you down with me again, |
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Truth, truth, |
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Hand it donw, |
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And we'll swallow it whole, |
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To avoid the taste, |
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But what's inside, |
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We'll never know, |
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Bride for the King of Blame, |
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I'm Queen of Apology, |
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You see we take all care, |
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But no responsiblity, |
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Return me where you found me |
