| And so it seems
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| I will see you once again, in my dreams
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| It’s sort of strange
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| You only haunt me when i’m trying to leave you behind
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| Why you always make me a liar?
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| When I’m trying to tell the truth
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| Why you always make me a liar?
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| When I’m trying to tell the truth
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| Jesus, she’s a good girl, I don’t wanna hurt her
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| The whisperings
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| In the middle of the morn, lick her wrists
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| Upon your words
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| That’s still in my slow beating heart, I’m not ashamed
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| Or maybe I
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| In the rising morning light, should be blamed
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| Why you always call me a liar?
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| When I’m trying to tell the truth
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| Why you always call me a liar?
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| When I’m trying to tell the truth
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| Jesus, she’s a good girl, I don’t wanna hurt her
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| Jesus, she’s a good girl, I don’t wanna hurt her
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| Jesus, she’s a good girl, I don’t wanna hurt her
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| Jesus, she’s a good girl, I don’t wanna hurt her
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| Jesus, she’s a good girl, I don’t wanna hurt her
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| Jesus, she’s a good girl, I don’t wanna hurt her
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| Jesus, she’s a good girl, I don’t wanna hurt her now
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| I don’t wanna hurt her now |