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(Do do da, do do da |
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Do do da, do do...) |
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My thoughts are slowly coming out loud |
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I flinch each time I hear them out loud |
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Guess I know what its like now, |
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to be honest, |
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To see what I'm hiding in the closet |
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Do I still look the same to you now, |
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Am I still clean enough? |
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(Do do da, do do da...) |
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Breathe slowly, sink in |
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Considerate eyes |
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Deep sleep while I |
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tip the bottle back |
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Guess we've seen what it's like now |
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to be lovers |
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Scream that we're nothing |
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Without each other |
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Can I lay back and close my eyes |
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and pretend you're mine |
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(Do do da, do do da...) |
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Have we made a fool of us |
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Have we taken all the good away |
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If I'm not supposed to be alone |
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Then I'm begging you to stay |
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here |
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I saw your face |
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in the mirror last night. |
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That stained your clothes |
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back Sunday it eyes |
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Guess you've heard what I'm like now |
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Just a body |
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You're haunting our bedroom |
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and the hallway |
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And I still hear your voice in my head |
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Saying awful things |
