| You’ll only burn me once
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| But you’re not the only sun
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| And I could lie awake, searching in my soul
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| In what you said, looking for my role
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| But you always tried to be my thorn
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| You always gave me all your scorn
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| And the more I sympathized
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| The less compassion in your eyes
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| And I could lie awake, and search my soul
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| In what you said, looking for my role
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| But you’re shivering
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| Yeah you’re the one
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| That’s shivering inside, tonight
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| You searched and stole yourself a wage
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| Then you built your gilded cage
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| But you lost all of your wealth
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| When you made a weapon of success
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| Now I have seen the palace that you built
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| Has come down crashing splinters to the floor
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| And only now that you have lost your mind
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| You have come back knocking at my door
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| And you’re shivering
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| Yeah you’re the one
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| That’s shivering inside, tonight
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| Ghost town, it’s a ghost town, falling down
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| Ghost town, that we’re walking round
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| Ghost town, it’s a ghost town, crumbling
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| Ghost town, and it’s fallen down |