| Maybe it’s still your game
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| Roses, all the fame
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| I get you half the time
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| And share you with their eyes
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| But I know you’re not to blame
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| You’re never part of it, it’s always never anybody’s fault
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| I couldn’t have my way is what we heard you say
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| I kinda like your lies, but then everybody lies
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| I know you’re not to blame
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| You’re never part of it, it’s always never anybody’s fault
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| Whether they want it you show 'em a thing
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| Whether they want it you show 'em a thing
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| Making them hold on, making them hold on
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| What I meant to say is you’re a fucking brat
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| Whether they want it you show 'em a thing
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| Whether they want it you show 'em a thing
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| Making them hold on, making them hold on
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| What I meant to say is you’re a fucking brat
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| I know you’re not to blame
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| You’re never part of it, it’s always someone else’s…
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| I know you’re not to blame
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| You’re never part of it, it’s all the same
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| I know you’re not to blame
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| You’re never part of it, it’s always never anybody’s fault |