| 2 am Friday night, your picture on the bedside
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| Where do you run when you want to hide?
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| Gave you everything, my leather coat, my beating heart
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| Where did they go?
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| I’m reaching out but my hands are tied
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| You don’t even say goodbye when I’m lying right next to you
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| I could take a million lies if I’m lying right next to you
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| And you’re all I need, oh, oh
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| I just want to live this lie lying right next to you
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| You’ve got me down so I’m getting high
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| I’ll put you underneath a blacklight
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| Seeing the stains of your dirty lies
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| Under a waterfall we’ll wash it clean
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| I’ll hold you down like you’re drowning
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| Knowing that I’ll be the one who dies
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| You don’t even say goodbye when I’m lying right next to you
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| I could take a million lies if I’m lying right next to you
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| And you’re all I need, oh, oh
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| I just want to live this lie lying right next to you
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| Right next to you
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| Right next to you
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| I just want to live this lie
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| I don’t want to say goodbye
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| You don’t even say goodbye when I’m lying right next to you
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| I could take a million lies if I’m lying right next to you
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| And you’re all I need, oh, oh
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| I just want to live this lie lying right next to you
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| I just want to live this lie lying right next to you
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| I just want to live this lie lying right next to you |