| All around the room your things are placed
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| And next to you he fills the space
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| And so it seems your saving grace is only saving face
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| The pictures of the two of you on holiday, on honeymoon
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| You thought that he was wanting you
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| But he was only wanting you to
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| Let him off the hook
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| He was your imaginary friend
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| You were partners til the end
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| Then something bends, and then it breaks, your worst mistake
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| Accepting enemies on bended knees; |
| a litany of tragedies
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| You’re vexed, it seems you’re hexed and after sex he expects
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| You’ll let him off the hook til
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| Something that you heard while you were sleeping left you
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| Shaken while he stirred. |
| When you awaken you will
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| Make him eat his words right off the hook
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| Hook and line, every time
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| The credit card receipts, the dirty sheets
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| The souvenirs of men who cheat
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| It all makes sense — with each offense
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| You wanted to believe him
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| He could get away with murder one
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| And you would clean the smoking gun
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| With every crime, you bought each line
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| But not this time, you’ll make him
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| Eat his words cause
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| Something that you heard while you were sleeping left you
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| Shaken while he stirred
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| When you awaken you will
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| Make him eat his, make him eat his
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| Words while he’s alone
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| Cause you won’t be around and
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| From now on the phone stays off the hook
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| Hook and line, everytime
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| Hook and line, everytime |