| I see a frightened little girl
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| Too scared of having another man run out on her
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| She is calling, I think this time he
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| Might pick up his phone, but no
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| I see a cocky little bitch too proud but
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| Reeling with compromising and a false hope
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| He’s giving but only when it benefits himself
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| Jodie, Jodie; |
| let the time just pass by
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| You know he’s coming back, don’t let yourself cry
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| Come on, come on now, keep it coming sweet Jodie
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| 'Cause you know he’s coming back and you will see
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| 'Cause he’s living a lie, living a lie, and he’ll find out for
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| Himself exactly what it’s like to lose and die, baby
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| I see the tips of her hands
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| So frail and calm now
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| Gasping for air
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| As he tells you he cares
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| As he waits for a good time to say
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| It cuts so deep…
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| This time he stood there
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| And watched her bleed
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| Only to find out
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| She had been waiting
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| For her time to speak
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| To tell him she’s only human
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| She just wants someone to love
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| Jodie, Jodie; |
| let the time just pass by
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| You know he’s coming back, don’t let yourself cry
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| Come on, come on now, keep it coming sweet Jodie
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| 'Cause you know he’s coming back and you will see
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| 'Cause he’s living a lie, living a lie, and he’ll find out for
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| Himself exactly what it’s like to lose and die, baby
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| Just wait until the timing is completely right
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| Just wait until…
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| Trying to just live your life
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| Striving to fit all the needs
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| Of the arrogant thief
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| You gotta dig deep, before you get to the center
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| You gotta hold tight before the storm becomes gentle
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| You gotta keep strong baby just take it from me
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| Because when he comes around again it’ll be to hurt you
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| Trust me
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| Jodie, Jodie; |
| let the time just pass by
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| You know he’s coming back, don’t let yourself cry
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| Come on, come on now, keep it coming sweet Jodie
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| 'Cause you know he’s coming back and you will see
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| 'Cause he’s living a lie, living a lie, and he’ll find out for
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| Himself exactly what it’s like to lose and die, baby |