| There you are, cryin' again
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| But your loveliness won’t cover your shame
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| There you are, you’re takin' true love
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| And while you’re takin' true love, you given the blame
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| (How could I …) Could I be so wrong
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| To think that we could get along?
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| Days I wasted with you, child
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| If I count there’ll be a million or two
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| Now I stand alone through the memories
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| That haunts me, that haunt
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| Yeah, and I walk alone through the rhapsodies
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| That taunts me, that taunts me, me There you are, cryin' again
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| But your loveline-ness won’t cover your shame
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| There you are, you’re takin' true love
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| And while you’re takin' true love, given the blame
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| (How could I …) How could I be so wrong
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| To think that we could get along?
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| Days I wasted with you, child
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| If I count there’ll be a million or two
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| Now I stand alone through the memories
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| That haunts me, that haunts (… me)
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| And I walk alone through the rhapsodies
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| That taunts me, that taunts me Now, there you are, cryin' again
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| But your loveline-ness won’t cover your sham-ame, hey |