| Without a doubt I’ve taken all you can give
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| And now I suffer through this song
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| Feel free to hum along
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| Going back a few short years I can see
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| That I was never really here
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| As I collect the facts and sort them in rows
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| It seems the question’s always been
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| How long can I keep this going?
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| You can use it against me In your saddest state of mind
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| Use it against me With my ego on the line
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| Use it againse me anytime
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| I try to simplify the plot to an outline
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| But I can never make the end
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| I want to read some lines that stray from the screenplay
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| Improvisation’s never been
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| Something I can keep going
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| You can use it against me In your saddest state of mind
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| Use it against me With my ego on the line
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| Use it against me
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| I’ve never preached a single word
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| That doesn’t sound absurd
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| I don’t know how to pound it in To make it stick under my skin
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| You can use it againse me In your saddest state of mind
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| Use it against me With my ego on the line
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| Use it against me anytime |