| Why’d you put your dress shoes on if you didn’t come to dance?
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| Frankly, I’d be on my own if I thought I’d stand a chance
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| Why’d you take your glasses off if you don’t intend to fight?
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| Frankly, I’d be on my own if I thought I’d last the night
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| No screaming or fighting, no scratching or biting
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| We’re just shaking hands goodnight
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| Sullen and silent, emotionally violent
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| I waited a while and nothing, nothing
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| Why say anything nice when you can say nothing at all?
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| Why’d you put your backpack on if you won’t just take a hike?
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| Frankly, I’d be out the door if you hadn’t sold my bike
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| No fencing or sparring, no bruising or scarring
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| And no au revoiring yet
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| No communication, just alienation
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| I’ve tried to be patient but nothing, nothing
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| Say anything nice, a simple device
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| That makes everything beautiful just ordinary
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| Nice can come at a price, forever imbued with all this boredom
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| Sacrifice can only suffice when something is beautiful
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| After all the resentment, all the discontentment
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| The flowers you sent meant nothing, nothing
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| You can say nothing at all
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| Woo hoo hoo
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| Nothing at all
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| Woo hoo hoo |