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Though it's time to admit it's true |
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I've come to depend on you |
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You and your angelic shout |
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Loud enough for two |
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And that is why |
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I'll confide in you the truth this time |
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That is why |
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I just can't go on and live this lie |
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Yesterday all was right as rain |
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But now the forecast's not |
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It's partly cloudy with trouser stains |
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And his copy of inquiring minds |
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But that never meant that much to her |
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She chose to keep her nose too clean |
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She'd rather keep it pointed anyway |
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In the spine of a magazine |
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And that is why |
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I'll confide in you the truth this time |
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That is why |
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I just can't go on and live this lie |
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When you say I trust in you |
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I promise you the truth |
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And when you say I bet you won't |
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You know I will and it'll be better in the end |
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So when you think you've got it figured out |
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Then you know you don't |
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Like all the rest you'd like to sit and pout |
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But ofcourse you won't |
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And that is why |
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I'll confide in you the truth this time |
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That is why |
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I just can't go on and live this lie |
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That is why |
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That is why |
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That is why |
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That is why |
