| Well there’s a party for me
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| The last thing I wanted from you
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| I close the door behind me and there you are
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| You seem relaxed and quiet
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| But under your shirt you sweat
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| And these balloons around make me feel so sad
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| Well there’s a feast for me, but it’s a night so pale
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| Feels like an empty room where we could kill with words
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| You wish you could make believe that I’m what you want me to be
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| But these balloons around make me feel so sad
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| I’m in your sweet, sweet, sweet embrace
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| And you’re a thousand miles away
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| Your arms a sweet, sweet, sweet embrace
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| And you’re a thousand miles away
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| Well there’s a party for me
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| And you know that I didn’t ask for it
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| I just stay in your game I’m just playing your game
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| So won’t you tell me what to do
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| I can pretend that you tell the truth
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| Won’t you tell me what to do
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| I can pretend you tell the truth
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| I’m in your sweet, sweet, sweet embrace
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| And you’re a thousand miles away
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| Your arms a sweet, sweet, sweet embrace
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| And you’re a thousand miles away
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| Why? |
| why? |
| Why? |
| Why?
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| Should I take the blame, where’s my big mistake
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| Should I feel happy for what I haven’t done
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| Should I take the blame, should I feel the pain
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| Or should I feel regret for what I haven’t done
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| Why? |
| Why? |
| Why? |
| Why?
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| Was this a feast for me or just a bad surprise?
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| Should I have expected this? |
| I just don’t wanna know
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| And you’ve made up the rules so that you’ll win this game
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| But you can’t tell me what to do
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| 'cause I don’t believe in you
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| What’s left a sweet sweet sweet embrace
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| And you’re a thousand miles away
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| Your arms a sweet sweet sweet embrace
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| And you’re a thousand miles away
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| Why? |
| Why?
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| I’ll never ask you why… Why |