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You have such beautiful eyes |
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Sometimes I look in them and I feel like I could die |
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I almost believed you're beautiful inside |
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But the devil is in the details |
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He's in the corner of the room you lock the door to |
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He's on the dashboards of the cars that you pass by |
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He's in your suitcase or your purse when you leave them |
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And he's on your tongue every time you lie |
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He's on your tongue every time you lie |
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Remember how you played it that night |
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When you said you walked away because you had to |
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Well you and I would both recognize that lie |
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As the devil in the details |
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He's in the secrets that you thought you'd hold forever |
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The same one someone else will share tonight |
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He's in the pocket of the jeans you look the best in |
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He's on your tongue every time you lie |
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He's on your tongue every time you lie |
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It's written all over you, it's written on your face |
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In your eyes and tangled in your hair |
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It's written all over you, it's written on your face |
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In those eyes and tangled in your hair |
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And I loved your delicate ways, |
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Sometimes I thought of nothing else for days |
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Except the places where your pretty body lays |
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And how the devil is in the details |
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He's in the corner of the room you lock the door to |
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He's on the dashboards of the cars that you pass by |
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He's in your suitcase or your purse when you leave 'em |
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And he's on your tongue every time you lie |
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He's on your tongue every time you lie |
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He's on your tongue every time you lie |
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He's on your tongue every time you lie |
