| Well, you ain’t that old but you ain’t that young
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| You’ve lived a life but you ain’t quite done
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| All eyes on you everywhere you go
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| It’s all good till you get too close
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| Girl, you’re gonna hurt somebody
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| Make somebody bleed
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| Girl, you’re gonna hurt somebody
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| God, i hope it’s me
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| There’s an innocence there this time of night
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| Is it in your words, is it in your eyes?
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| And your red lipstick like a smoking gun
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| It could be aimed at anyone
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| Girl, you’re gonna hurt somebody
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| Make somebody bleed
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| Girl, you’re gonna hurt somebody
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| God, i hope it’s me
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| There’s a simple truth to the morning sun
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| Things don’t change, they just light up
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| With a frontie mind and a restless heart
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| Girl, you can’t change the way you are
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| Yeah, you’re gonna hurt somebody
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| Make somebody bleed
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| Girl, you’re gonna hurt somebody
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| God, i hope it’s me
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| Yeah, you’re gonna hurt somebody
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| Make somebody bleed
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| Girl, you’re gonna hurt somebody
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| God, i hope it’s me |