| I’d arrest you if I had handcuffs
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| I’d arrest you if I had the time
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| I’d throw you down in the backseat
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| As if you committed a terrible crime
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| I’d break into towns worth of houses
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| And rob whole families blind
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| I’d do it to you like you’d do it to me
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| If I knew you would get away fine
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| I’d drown all these crying babies
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| If I knew that their mothers wouldn’t cry
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| I’d hold them down and I’d squeeze real soft
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| And let a piece of myself die
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| It’s hard to be the better man
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| When you forget you’re tryin'
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| It’s hard to be the better man
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| I’d arrest you if I had handcuffs
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| I’d arrest you if I had the time
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| I’d wait for you outside the courtroom—and taunt you
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| As all of your appeals were declined
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| I’d drive my car off of a bridge
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| If I knew that you weren’t inside
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| Put the pedal to the floor, who could ask for more?
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| A fantastic way to kill some time
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| You could lay on your back and be beaten
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| You could put up your fists and fight
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| You could try any way out
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| Way out
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| Way out
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| Way out
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| It’s hard to be the better man
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| When you forget you’re tryin'
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| It’s hard to be the better man
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| When you’re still lyin'
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| It’s hard to be the better man
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| When you forget you’re tryin'
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| It’s hard to be the better man
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| When you’re still lyin'
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| You’re still lyin' |