| Precious power, woman to man
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| Cold blue steel in the palm of your hand
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| Shots of jealousy, fits of rage
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| One dream dies, the other one fades
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| Frozen still the heart that aches, imprisoned by the pain it takes
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| It leaves no stone unturned
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| No exception to the rules, sharpened swords and verbal duels
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| Can’t change the damage done
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| (Thin line, this time) it’s a thin line between love and hate
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| (Both sides testify) how much can one heart take
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| (No crime) watch out, don’t you hesitate
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| (Thin line, this time) it’s a thin line between love and hate, love and hate
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| Bed of roses, bed of nails
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| The sun is shining but the face is pale
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| Midnight madness, sex appeal
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| On the silver screen there’s nothing real
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| No relief for hungry heart, all the lies tear you apart
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| With no rhyme or reason
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| Whatever it takes to get you through, you shock yourself, you play the fool
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| And die when you’re all alone
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| (Thin line, this time) it’s a thin line between love and hate
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| (Both sides testify) how much can one heart take
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| (No crime) watch out, don’t you hesitate
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| (Thin line, this time) it’s a thin line between love and hate, love and hate
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| Haunted is your every move, addicted by the thing you do
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| Still reminds me of you
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| No relief for the hungry heart, all the lies tear you apart
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| When you try to hide the truth
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| (Thin line, this time) it’s a thin line between love and hate
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| (Both sides testify) how much can one heart take
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| (No crime) watch out, don’t you hesitate
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| (Thin line, this time) it’s a thin line between love and hate, love and hate |