| Hurt your pride
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| Staggered into bed and fell asleep by your side
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| Gone all night numbing my brutality
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| You sleep with your back to mine
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| Vanity fair, vanity fair
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| It’s all a game for us, a come-on to remain unaware
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| Open your eyes, hook up your hair
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| Paint on a face for all the good times like a sign that you care
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| Everybody’s got so many things to say
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| I can make a face and take off
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| Hate me I don’t care
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| Time your strike
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| Strike your prime, forget it
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| The piñata's too high
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| Right, you’re right
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| People are revolting
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| The resiliency of the doomed is nice
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| Vanity fair, vanity fair
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| It’s all a game for us, a come-on to remain unaware
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| Open your eyes, hook up your hair
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| Paint on a face for all the good times like a sign that you care
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| Everybody’s got so many things to say
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| I can make a face and take off
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| Hate me I don’t care
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| Open your eyes
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| Hook up your hair
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| Paint on a face for all the good times
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| Like a sign that you care
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| I had to face your make-up face
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| I had to face your make-up face
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| I had to face your make-up face
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| Your make-up face |