| You sit and you stare and you wait and you wonder
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| You think «Maybe it’s me and I’m being a fool.»
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| You start to believe it’s a curse that you’re under
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| And you’re just a doll for a girl who is cruel
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| With a pin
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| So let me out
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| Or let me in And tell me how, we can win
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| Cause I really wanna know now
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| Before I begin
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| To let you go
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| (To let you go)
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| So let me know
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| I’d rather be wandering hungry and homeless
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| Than here in the warmth of a silent defeat
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| You’ve gotta be honest with me and be ruthless
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| ‘stead of shifting uncomfortably there in your seat
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| And your skin
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| And who’d’ve thought I’d have the strength to say
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| «Let me out or let me in»
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| But as the words are pouring from my mouth
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| I wanna say them again, and again and again
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| So let me out
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| Or let me in And tell me how, we can win
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| Cause I really wanna know now
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| Before I begin
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| To let you go
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| (To let you go)
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| Oh Let me out, or let me in,
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| Oh no no
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| And tell me how
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| We can win
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| Oh no I really wanna know now
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| Before I begin
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| Oh to let you go, to let you go Let me know |