| Café windows, street lamps
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| Neon lights ablaze that shine all over town
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| In brilliant conversation, with somebody new
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| He’s out there showin' 'round
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| Please, heart, you’re killing me
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| I’m lost among the faces
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| Where a sideways glance says romance on a whim
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| Pretty boys with blue eyes
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| Smilin' stylin' just reminding me of him
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| Please, heart, you’re killing me
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| Please, heart, you’re killing me
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| Can’t go out at night
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| Can’t stay here at home
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| Can’t go anywhere
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| 'Cause he’ll be there
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| Can’t get out of bed
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| Can’t get any sleep
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| Can’t do anything
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| What does he care?
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| Does he care?
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| Everywhere I turn, I see
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| The past jump out in front of me «hello»
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| Someone’s got it in for me
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| This whole damn town has secrets I don’t know
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| Please, heart, you’re killing me
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| Please, heart, you’re killing me
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| Four a.m. I brave the cold
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| The garbage trucks are on a roll, «surprise»
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| A vision through the subway steam
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| I see him and I can’t believe my eyes
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| Please, heart, you’re killing me
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| Please, heart, you’re killing me
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| You’re killing me
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| You’re killing me
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| You’re killing me
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| Stop killing me |