| I am angry all the time, no ones fault but mine
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| Tell me how you fashion kind when you’re out of style
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| And I try hard to answer all the questions that you’ve posed
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| Tell me now, how should I care when I feel so alone and so unloved
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| And the pressure is rising, I mean it, it’s binding
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| I’ve been compromising for you
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| The pressure is rising, I mean it, it’s binding
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| I’ve been compromising for you
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| You come home real late at night
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| Ripe to pick a fight, I know just the kind you like
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| So come on and bite
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| And I’ve tried hard to answer all the punches that you’ve thrown
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| Tell me now how should I fare
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| When I feel so unloved and so alone
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| And the pressure is rising, I mean it, it’s binding
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| I’ve been compromising for you
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| The pressure is rising, I mean it, it’s binding
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| I’ve been compromising for you
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| The pressure is rising
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| I’ve been compromising for you
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| I’m waiting at the bus stop in the morning and it’s pouring
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| I am waiting at the bus stop for you
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| Staring at walls with closed doors, the key that won’t work
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| Sure helps the time pass by saying
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| I’m wrong when I’m wrong and knowing it’s the right thing
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| Sure helps the thoughts in my mind (x2)
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| And the pressure is rising, I mean it, it’s binding
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| I’ve been compromising for you
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| The pressure is rising, I mean it, it’s binding
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| I’ve been compromising for you
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| I’m waiting at the bus stop in the morning and it’s pouring
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| I am waiting at the bus stop for you |