| Please, curtains in
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| Start us off, you swing first
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| Sorry, I don’t know what I said
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| But you’re crying now again
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| And that only makes it worse
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| Let me do my job
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| Let me do my job
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| Sylvia, get your head out of the oven
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| Go back to screaming and cursing
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| Remind me again how everyone betrayed you
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| Sylvia, get your head out of the covers
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| Let me take your temperature
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| You can throw the thermometer right back at me
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| If that’s what you want to do, okay?
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| Please, please calm down
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| Steady out, I’m terrified
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| Sorry
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| I want us to ally
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| But you swing on little knives
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| They’re only sharp on one side
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| Let me do my job
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| And let me do my job
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| Sylvia, get your head out of the oven
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| Go back to screaming and cursing
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| Remind me again how everyone betrayed you
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| Sylvia, get your head out of the covers
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| Let me take your temperature
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| You can throw the thermometer right back at me
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| If that’s what you want to do, okay?
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| Sylvia, can’t you see what you are doing?
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| Can’t you see I’m scared to speak
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| And I hate my voice 'cause it only makes you angry
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| Sylvia, I only talk when you are sleeping
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| That’s when I tell you everything
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| And I imagine that somehow you’re going to hear me |