| We were never on a river, I was never in your car
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| I’ve never spoken to your mother, never get your favorite talk
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| Oh it’s plain to see you’re mistaken me for a man,??? |
| broom??? |
| some would say
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| how
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| When you tell me everything I do, I do so well
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| Can you loosen up the rope now, there’s no feeling in my hands
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| I could use a glass of water if that won’t upset your plans
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| Oh it’s plain to see that you’re fantasies are going to wind you up in jail
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| When you tell me everything you do is bound to bale
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| I’m just trying to survive, she’s crazy
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| And I want to see her die, I think that god will understand
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| If I promises not to leave you when you let me go outside
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| Just to whisper to the chaplain 'bout the voice stacked up inside
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| Oh you take your garbage and toss it out in the name of self defence
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| Than you tell me everything you do will soon make sense
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| I’m just trying to survive, she’s crazy
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| And I want to stay alive, take a message to the closest living man
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| And do you hear the devil laughing when you’re talking to yourself
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| Do you hear the angels??? |
| clocking???, just for you and no-one else
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| Oh inside you see how a man like me can escape this living hell
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| When you tell me everything I do, I do so well
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| Then I tell you everything you do, you do so well |