| I know baby’s bad for my self-esteem
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| FInd another face for your sympathy
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| Some of us cry, some of them lie
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| But no one sees inside
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| The spark of baby’s eyes and I turn to stone
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| Maybe I can’t survive in the danger zone
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| Sounds of the night
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| Streets without light
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| And baby’s not alone
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| Try to hold her to myself
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| Someone else is breaking all my dreams, she
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| Needs so many games to play
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| One more time I climb the stairs
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| Open up the door and she was gone
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| And baby here I go
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| Like a lamb to slaughter
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| Don’t stop haunting me in this old house
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| I still love you when you’re not around
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| I’m still waiting for your midnight ride
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| I’ll still love you when it’s cold outside
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| Me so sorry that I let you down
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| But you keep haunting me in this old town
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| Spoken:
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| And the smile is no longer there
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| The face and the eyes and the hair
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| Nothing stands the test of time
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| You live forever, never mine
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| I cling to dreams that turn to sand
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| Our life is now a distant land
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| We commit emotional suicide
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| Every single room is electrified
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| Your memory shadowing me
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| The house where sorrow hides
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| Pull it down, blow it up
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| Help me send these walls of love away
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| And baby here I go
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| Like a lamb to slaughter
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| Don’t stop haunting me in this old house
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| I still love you when you’re not around
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| I’m still waiting for your midnight ride
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| I’ll still love you when it’s cold outside
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| Me so sorry that I let you down
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| But you keep haunting me in this old town |