| And I lie, you wanna know
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| When I go rolling my eyes shut
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| I’m running with scissors
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| Shredding ligh to stories
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| But the memories in the scrapbook
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| Do not forget the way that you looked
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| If I wanted to see your, your tongue between your teeth
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| You take one look, just to leave
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| Without knowing where to meet
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| I’m running with scissors
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| Trying to take a shortcut
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| But the memories in the scrapbook
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| Do not forget the way that you looked
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| If I wanted to see your, your tongue between your teeth
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| I, I, I would make you love
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| And I would make you love
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| Should’a, could’a, would’a, won’t
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| And I wanted to forget her
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| And I can’t even fucking speak
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| And if I wanted to see your, your tongue between your teeth
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| I, I, I would make you love
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| And I would make you love
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| Hello?
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| Hello?
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| Hello?
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| Answer me please!
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| Hello?
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| What the hell?! |