| There’ll be times when my crimes
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| Will seem almost unforgivable
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| I give in to sin
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| Because you have to make this life livable
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| But when you think I’ve had enough from your sea of love
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| I’ll take more than another riverful
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| Yeah, and I’ll make it all worthwhile
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| I’ll make your heart smile
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| Strangelove, strange highs and strange lows
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| Strangelove, that’s how my love goes
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| Strangelove, will you give it to me?
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| Will you take the pain I will give to you
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| Again and again and will you return it?
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| There’ll be days when I’ll stray
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| I may appear to be constantly out of reach
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| I give in to sin
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| Because I like to practice what I preach
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| Pain, will you return it?
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| I’ll say it again: pain
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| Pain, will you return it?
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| I’ll say it again: pain
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| Strangelove, strange highs and strange lows
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| Strangelove, that’s how my love goes
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| Strangelove, will you give it to me?
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| Strangelove, strange highs and strange lows
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| Strangelove, that’s how my love goes
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| Strangelove, will you give it to me?
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| Will you give it to me?
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| I give in to sin
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| Because I have to make this life livable |