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Straight up, I walked you to your house last night. |
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It was cold and we were soaking wet. |
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Our costumes melted in the rain. |
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Then we were bare, we were shy and above all, we were honest. |
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I talked for hours off my head. I was dull and you were silent... |
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I let you into places I wouldn't even dare go, the things I meant to hide away. |
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You will be the end of me! |
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Yes, this was just the illusion I was hoping for. |
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Oh, how I love to be let down! |
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I still dig the way you walk around like you own this town, |
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like you've never even cared. |
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I still dig the way you move to the sound |
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like it's part of you and like there's no one else. |
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Oh, you will be the end of me! |
