| Well I’ve heard about it
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| That kind of need that keeps a person sleepless
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| All but dreaming just the same
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| And I’ve read about it
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| I’ve just decided someone leaves you breathless
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| But I never felt that way
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| Now I feel it, I’m not so sure I like it
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| But I feel it consuming me
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| And it’s agony, sweet agony
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| I ain’t for you, I beg for you to set me free
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| From this agony, sweet agony
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| Oh what if I could take control so easily?
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| Sweet agony, sweet agony, sweet agony
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| Did you have it planned out to give yourself halfway
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| And leave me wanting more right here on the brink?
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| Well your time just ran out, I’ve got to hide it all
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| What are you waiting for?
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| I’m too afraid to think what this thing
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| I’m not so sure I like, but the suspense is killing me
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| And it’s agony, sweet agony
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| I ain’t for you, I beg for you to set me free
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| From this agony, sweet agony
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| Oh what if I could take control so easily?
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| Sweet agony, sweet agony, sweet agony
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| I want the real thing
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| Tired of daydreams
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| And don’t you tease me anymore
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| You’ve got the real thing
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| But you keep me waiting
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| I never felt like this before
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| And it’s agony, sweet agony
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| I ain’t for you, I beg for you to set me free
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| From this agony, sweet agony
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| Now who would’ve thought you’d take control so easily?
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| Sweet agony, sweet agony, sweet agony |