| When I catch the lift to reach a higher floor,
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| I always push the button to close the door,
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| I’d rather run away from saying hello,
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| I’d rather be cold and wait for the bus
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| and there’s no such thing as a stranger I trust
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| I tried to put my make-up on, to cover up whats wrong,
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| Doesn’t stop it running down, with the thunder clouds,
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| I need to chill against the rubbish cans
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| And learn to live with dirty hands,
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| I tried to put my make-up on, but I’m not fooling anyone
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| Didn’t I know,
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| Didn’t I know,
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| Why didn’t I know,
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| Didn’t I know,
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| Why
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| Theres no profession when I’m afraid
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| (when I’m, when I’m afraid of the days)
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| I let my pride come and take the reigns
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| (my pride come take the reigns)
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| Now you can offer a shoulder for me to lean
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| Thats what I need to give it away
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| Cause I kept inside with a lock and chain
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| I tried to put my make-up on, to cover up whats wrong,
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| Doesn’t stop it running down, with the thunder clouds,
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| I need to chill against the rubbish cans
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| And learn to live with dirty hands,
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| I tried to put my make-up on, but I’m not fooling anyone
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| Didn’t I know
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| why didn’t I know
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| A scar, a scar’s are down my face
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| Didn’t I know
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| Why didn’t I know?
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| And I cant avoid the mess I’ve made
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| I tried to put my make-up on, to cover up whats wrong,
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| doesn’t stop it running down, with the thunder clouds,
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| I need to chill against the rubbish cans,
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| And learn to live with dirty hands
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| I tried to put my make-up on, but I’m not fooling anyone
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| Didn’t I know
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| Why didn’t I know
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| Didn’t I know. |
| no no |