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She held a thrift store pose with Cure on the stereo |
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a pastor for the scene |
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The way she stood on her toes for songs that she didn't know |
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and lyrics kids can't read |
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She was pretty in pink with sleeves like an artifact |
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multiplied the treason |
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But he was holding her hand with claws like a weatherman |
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I'll wait another season |
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Please stand here for a minute |
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I'll find a way to make it |
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and cross that frozen garden line |
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Please wait here for a minute |
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I'll find a way to leave it |
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I'll find a way to make you hurt |
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When the borders long gone and we're reunited |
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you won't break for me |
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When our secret of love is drowned on the stereo |
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just choose the wedding theme |
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Now you swear you're back with eyes that can haunt me |
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and bruises left on your knees |
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Just a punk rock queen lost in your coronation |
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this night belongs to me |
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Please stand here for a minute |
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I'll find a way to make it |
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and cross that frozen garden line |
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Please wait here for a minute |
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I'll find a way to leave it |
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I'll find a way to make you hurt |
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In a moment they're gone and I'm left and holding |
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it takes a moment |
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Leave your name on the stereo |
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And you don't know what it's like |
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Just stand on your toes and watch me, watch me go |
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Just stand on your toes for lyrics you didn't know |
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Just stand on your toes and watch me, watch me go |
