| Just like a train wreck
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| The rails and shots fill the holes in my head
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| Never heard from her
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| Never heard from her again
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| Numbers on the bed
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| Names at the bar, better left for dead
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| A friend of a friend
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| Never heard from her again
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| I know I’m a broken record, I’m a one hit wonder
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| A broken record, stuck in a groove
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| Nothin' to offer
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| Even less to lose
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| Baby, I’m bored with you
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| Waiting in the wings
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| We found each other, heavily armed in our underwear
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| Between knives and knickers
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| We explore the floor, till the curtain called
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| A forced performance, opening to end
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| Never heard from her again
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| I know I’m a broken record, I’m a one hit wonder
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| A broken record, stuck in a groove
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| Nothin' to offer
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| Even less to lose
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| Baby, I’m bored
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| Like a broken record, I’m a one hit wonder
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| A broken record, stuck in a groove
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| Nothin' to offer
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| Even less to lose
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| Maybe I’m just like you
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| Nothin' to offer
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| Even less to lose
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| Nothin' to offer
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| Even less to lose
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| Baby, I’m bored
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| Like a broken record, I’m a one hit wonder
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| A broken record, stuck in a groove
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| A broken record, I’m a one hit wonder
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| A broken record
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| Baby, I’m bored with you |