| I think she came over to feel worth
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| More than a body in the ground
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| Poured her a drink to calm her nerves
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| But this Earth had broken her spirits down
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| Said, «hang around, let down your hair»
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| And talked about the others that were buried there
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| We danced and took a moonlight stroll
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| But that’s when I wanted to be alone
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| So I took off the coat
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| Went home and kept working on my vest
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| She had secrets she wanted to get off her chest
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| I’ll take the burden if you need
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| And I’ll spill my guts if you follow my lead
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| 'Cause I need to feel comfortable in my own skin
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| But I think I like the one that you’re living in
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| So I’ll cut to the chase: just don’t try to leave
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| Cos these hands are stronger than you were led to believe
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| It’s always a drag to be on the fence
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| About who you are and its consequence
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| But God knows I’ll do what I need
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| That’s why the Devil came and sold his fucking soul to me
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| 'Cause I need to feel comfortable in my own skin
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| But I think I like the one that you’re living in
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| So I’ll cut to the chase: just don’t try to leave
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| 'Cause these hands, these hands
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| Are stronger than you were led to believe
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| And I was afraid that the neighbors would hear her cries
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| But I wasn’t made to feel anything that’s mine |