| When you cry like that it’s not attractive
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| You know I don’t do the drama
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| You’re an actress
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| No matter what I do, I can’t get past this
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| 'Cause you’ve got a silver tongue
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| And you run your mouth each chance you get
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| In time I might forgive you
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| But I’m not that quick to forget, no
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| You say we should talk just like we used to
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| That’s the kind of thought I’m so afraid of getting used to
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| Done a blackened devil in a red dress
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| Breath on my skin, you smile like a saint
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| But girl you hurt like sin, yeah
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| Like sin yeah, like sin
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| Cracks in the foundation
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| Spread from where your feet were planted
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| You say it was never your intention
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| Over when you take these things for granted
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| They slip away, yeah
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| You’ve got a silver tongue
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| And you run your mouth each chance you get
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| In time I might forgive you
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| But I’m not that quick to forget, no
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| You say we should talk just like we used to
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| That’s the kind of thought I’m so afraid of getting used to
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| Done a blackened devil in a red dress
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| Breath on my skin, you smile like a saint
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| But girl you hurt like sin, yeah
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| Like sin yeah, like sin
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| You don’t know what you do to me
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| When you talk that way
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| You don’t know what you do to me
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| When you do that
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| I have trouble sleeping
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| You say we should talk just like we used to
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| You smile like a saint
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| But girl you hurt like sin, yeah
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| Like sin yeah, like sin
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| Like sin yeah, like sin |