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If the lies don't touch you, the truth will |
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But if I can't love you, then who will |
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When your friends are jumping ship |
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When your crown begins to slip |
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And loyalty's not a virtue |
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Who are you gonna turn to |
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When you've seem to've lost your grip |
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And the road begins to rip |
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I held your hand, is this the thanks I get |
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I took you in, is this the thanks I get |
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Half a chance, the thanks I get |
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A twist of plans, is this the thanks I get |
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If the lies don't touch you, the truth will |
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If I can't love you, then who will |
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And your coming off your chill |
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When your ego takes a dip |
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I held your hand, is this the thanks I get |
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I took you in, is this the thanks I get |
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Half a chance, the thanks I get |
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A twist of plans, is this the thanks I get |
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The days hurts |
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The nights hurts |
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The light hurts |
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My eyes hurts |
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The darks hurts |
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My heart hurts |
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It all hurts |
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I loved you |
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I loved you |
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I made you |
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I hate you |
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I hate you |
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I miss you |
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Miss you |
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Oh-oh-ohh |
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The thanks I get |
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Is this the thanks I get |