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There's a waiting list to the bottom, under you. |
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Ex-husbands, romantics and perverts and masochists. |
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I'm gonna be there too. |
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Where's the stop where the train's gonna hit me? |
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True, I live for when you bullshit me. |
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Tell me you want me, tell me you need me. |
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Undress me with your eyes. |
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Lie to me. |
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Here we are, in love again. |
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Congratulations, |
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I'm here as the entertaining fool. |
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Must have broke every bone in your wrist, how romantic of you. |
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We both got this sickness; goddamn it's addictive. |
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It's got me bleeding for two. |
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Where's the truck full of bricks here to crush me? |
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Don't you fuck with this halo above me. |
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Tell me you caught me, tell me |
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I'm sorry. |
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Kick me back in your life. |
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Torture me. |
