| This time, you know just what I’m saying
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| But you could never give a damn
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| Or so it seems
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| It’s a fine line with this game that you’re playing
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| And you could always turn around
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| Go running for home
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| Alibis, little lies
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| Procrastination
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| Secrecy, duplicity
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| End of your alibis
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| Something I could always believe in
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| Then suddenly just disappeared
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| It’s all over now
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| Alibis, little lies
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| Procrastination
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| Secrecy, duplicity
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| End of your alibis
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| Goodbye your tiny whispers of comfort
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| Victim of a circumstance
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| You had me deceived
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| So, Jodie, maybe this is the last time
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| That I will ever speak your name
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| I’m going home
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| Alibis, little lies
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| Procrastination
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| Secrecy, duplicity
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| End of your alibis
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| Alibis, little lies
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| Procrastination
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| Secrecy, duplicity
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| End of your alibis |