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What were you thinking? |
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I got a right to ask |
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Is there a reason other than your past |
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A great pretender, why was |
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I the last to see through your skin? |
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Is there a chance you'll ever change? |
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It's always the same, you're always to blame |
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Is there any way around this |
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I can't see? |
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You walked out on her, you planned to be free |
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I'm trying not to point the finger but it's killing me |
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What were you thinking? |
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Were you thinking of me? |
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Did you see what they wrote on the family tree? |
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I know it's over, all in the past |
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I need to forgive you if |
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I'm to last, will |
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I ever change? |
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It's always the same, you're always to blame |
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Is there any way around this |
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I can't see? |
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You walked out on her, you planned to be free |
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I'm trying not to point the finger but it's killing me |
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It's always the same, you're always to blame |
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Is there any way around this |
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I can't see? |
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You walked out on her, you planned to be free |
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I'm trying not to point the finger |
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Take these pieces thrown away |
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Put them together from night an' day |
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Washed by the sun dried by the rain |
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To be my father in the fatherless days |
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Take these pieces thrown away |
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Put them together from night an' day |
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Washed by the sun dried by the rain |
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To be my father in the fatherless days |
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Take these pieces thrown away |
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Put them together from night an' day |
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Washed by the sun dried by the rain |
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To be my father in the fatherless days... |
