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I never told you, I don't know why |
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But all those years and all those lies |
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Cling to my body like oil and fire |
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And they will not sleep, they will not tire |
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So we have a problem, you see, my dear |
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'Cos I can't move on and I can't stay here |
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I gotta fix it, I need your tears |
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But mostly now I need your ears |
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See, I gotta tell you, I need you to know |
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You were my ruin when you took hold |
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You made me believe the lies you told |
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But you won't get away with the pride you stole |
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Getting off this dusty road |
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Girls never tell you, I don't know how |
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But sometimes, men, you abuse your power |
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We are strong and we do rebound |
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But bruising tends to break us down |
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So I gotta tell you, I need you to know |
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You were my ruin when you took hold |
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You made me believe the lies you told |
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But you won't get away with the pride you stole |
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Getting off this dusty road |
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And I'm trading in my sympathy for sanity |
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So hear me because I |
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I gotta tell you, I need you to know |
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You were my ruin when you took hold |
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You made me believe the lies you told |
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But you won't get away with the pride you stole |
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Getting off this dusty road |
