| Blackest eyes I’ve ever seen like moonstones shine
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| And all the while behind the dancing eyes the boy was crying
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| He creeps like ivy on the stairs, you know I liked him then
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| When we would sit and drink for hours and watch the sidewalk spin
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| Well baby, I don’t wanna hear your secrets
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| I don’t share your pain
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| I don’t wanna know about the wrinkles in your bed
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| I don’t wanna hear about the ghost inside your haunted head
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| Inside your haunted head
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| Now, I don’t need your tragedy and I don’t need your shame
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| You can’t keep your promises, but you keep naming names
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| He laid his troubles out to me like a deck of playing cards
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| Well don’t you know that I can tell the Kings and Jokers well apart?
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| Now, I don’t wanna hear your secrets, I don’t share your blame
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| I don’t wanna hear about the wrinkles in your bed
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| I don’t wanna hear about the ghost inside your haunted head
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| Inside your haunted head!
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| Haunted
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| Head |