| My revenge against the world
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| Is to believe everything you say
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| Balance as you are
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| On a pile of empty bottles
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| And even when the world has taken
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| All your defenses away
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| There’s no way that you can be true
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| And I’ll believe you
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| I’ll believe you
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| Don’t you get sick
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| Of party favors
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| That start with a whimper
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| And end with a whisper
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| And even when every single one
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| Of your gestures is a lie
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| To me, you always ring true
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| And I’ll believe you
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| I’ll believe you
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| The first time the cops came
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| They were like brand new friends
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| The second time they came
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| They were a little concerned
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| They said, ‽We know all about you
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| You’re like a moth’s to a flameâ€
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| Yeah, we speak too much
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| And none of it’s ever true
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| What happens to the rat
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| That stops running the maze
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| The doctors think it’s dumb
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| When it’s just disappointed
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| I meant it when I said
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| That I would never see you again
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| But no matter how dumb I get there’s one thing I’ll always do
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| I’ll believe you
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| I’ll believe you
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| I’ll believe you
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| I’ll believe you |