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I told you as I left you you would hate me someday |
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You refused to believe me and begged me to stay |
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Now that your illusions of my saintliness are dead and gone |
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Now that I have fallen from the pedestal you put me on |
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You're suddenly aware that I have weaknesses like any other man |
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My humanness astounds you as you realize how real I am |
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But now it's lying crooked in your mind |
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Doll, you should have seen it all the time |
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Believe me, it tore at me watching you cry |
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With no way to say that you set me too high |
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I should have found a way to make you see that I wasn't always right |
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Someone should have shown you all the colors between black and white |
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I am not perfection, doll, but neither am I always wrong |
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Now you tell your friends I disappointed you and led you along |
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But you expected more than you could find |
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Doll, you should have seen it all the time |
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A man must be measured by things that he does |
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But you looked for me higher up than I was |
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Now that you can see that both my feet are standing on the ground |
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You're telling everybody that you hate me 'cause I let you down |
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I wish that you could know that I'm not angry I am only sad |
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To see someone so sensitive making herself look so bad |
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But the foolish have no patience with the blind |
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Doll, you should have seen it all the time |
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Doll, you should have seen it all the time |