| I don’t believe in saints
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| They never make mistakes
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| I know it’s not my place
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| Who am I to tell you that you need to change?
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| Her closet’s such a mess
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| Filled up with all the skeletons she’s kept
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| Nobody’s perfect I confess
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| But she’s perfect enough without ever dressing up, yeah
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| Dirty laundry is piling in her room
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| She’s got her secrets, yeah I’ve got mine too
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| I don’t care about what you did
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| Only care about what we do
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| Dirty laundry
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| Looks good on you
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| Now here’s some honesty
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| Sometimes I trip over your history
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| Wish I could change my mind
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| But it’s the things I shouldn’t see that always catch my eye
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| Dirty laundry is piling in her room
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| She’s got her secrets, yeah I’ve got mine too
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| I don’t care about what you did
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| Only care about what we do
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| Dirty laundry
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| Looks good on you (looks good on you)
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| Dirty laundry is piling in her room
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| She’s got her secrets, yeah I’ve got mine too
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| I don’t care about what you did
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| Only care about what we do
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| Dirty laundry
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| Looks good on you
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| Dirty laundry
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| Looks good on you
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| Dirty laundry
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| Looks good on you
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| It looks good on you |