| I’m addicted to bad decisions.
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| I just can’t ever help myself.
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| (but this is different)
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| It sounds so convincing…
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| She’s good for you.
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| So good for us as well.
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| You’ll be the taste lingering on my lips.
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| It’ll be my hands clinging to your hips.
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| I got get get get it out,
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| gotta get me out.
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| Find the flaw,
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| find the switch,
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| just get me down.
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| Wouldn’t matter if you couldn’t go back.
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| But you never even thought to ask.
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| So I think if you would,
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| then I think that you should.
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| Remember, remember, remember.
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| (I blame this on a honest year)
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| We’ve done this all together.
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| (If you take this (?) she won’t know)
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| Remember the imposters and pretenders.
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| (You blame this on a modest year)
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| Together have done this to get her.
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| So go get her.
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| Is it possible to forget your name?
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| The identity running through your veins?
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| Was it worth these ends to play this part?
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| I never thought it could get this far.
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| Vanity only brings in the new.
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| But the sinking ship drowns every person here,
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| including you.
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| And tell yourself you were wrong when it hurts.
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| But the unoriginal you would have never worked.
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| Oh, you’re the lucky one.
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| It’s hard to show when the stains bleed through,
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| she’s gotta know this was never you.
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| Gotta get get get it out,
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| gotta get me out,
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| just can’t seem to shut shut shut it down.
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| Although the stains stay same, they just reappear.
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| But I can keep this all up for you, dear.
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| Gotta get get get me out,
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| gotta get it out.
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| Find the flaw,
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| find the switch,
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| just shut it down.
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| Remember, remember, remember.
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| (I blame this on an honest year)
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| We’ve done this all to get her.
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| So go get her.
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| Is it possible to forget your name?
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| The identity running through your veins?
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| Was it worth the ends to play this part?
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| I never thought it could get this far.
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| Vanity only brings in the new.
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| But the sinking ship drowns every person here,
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| including you.
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| Tell yourself it was wrong when it hurts.
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| But the unoriginal you would have never worked.
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| Oh, you’re the lucky.
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| You’re the lucky one.
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| Someone would love you so much they would come undone.
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| On, you’re the lucky one.
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| I’m addicted to bad decisions,
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| I just can’t ever help myself.
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| Always thought I could fix the edges.
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| But I’m torn and there’s nothing left.
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| I just can’t stand the thought of you this way.
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| So I said the things that I thought would make you stay.
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| But I was wrong. |
| I was wrong.
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| I was wrong.
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| Is it possible to forget your name?
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| The identity running through your veins?
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| Was it worth the ends to play this part?
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| I never thought it could get this far.
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| Vanity only bring in the new.
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| But the sinking ship drowns every person here,
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| including you.
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| Tell yourself you were wrong when it hurts.
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| But the unoriginal you would have never worked.
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| You’re so unoriginal, it would have never worked. |