| Hunt me down now with a flash of lightning |
| You know all the way to disappoint me |
| Set me up, to tear me down to pieces |
| I'm writing to myself, no hugs, no kisses |
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| Suppose you call it love |
| Suppose I call your bluff |
| Let's agree to disagree, we moving on |
| I guess you like it rough |
| I guess I had enough |
| In the, dark you know I'm running back to you |
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| Suppose you call it |
| Suppose, suppose you call it |
| Suppose suppose you call it love |
| Call it love, call it what |
| Suppose you call it |
| Call it love, call it us |
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| You're racking up bodies |
| Not thinking about sorries |
| Already departed onto somewhere new |
| Cause if you don't give me something |
| All or nothing |
| You undressing under the gloom |
| Keep me honest |
| Tell me something I don't already know |
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| Suppose you call it love |
| Suppose I call your bluff |
| Let's agree to disagree, we moving on |
| I guess you like it rough |
| I guess I had enough |
| In the, dark you know I'm running back to you |
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| Suppose you call it |
| Suppose, suppose you call it |
| Suppose suppose you call it love |
| Call it love, call it what |
| Suppose you call it |
| Call it love, call it us |
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