| All along, had to talk about it,
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| Like a two-edged sword, it cuts you and it stabs me.
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| All along, knew you were a phony girl,
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| Sit behind the mask where you control your world.
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| Yesterday he had you in his arms;
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| When I’m holding you, I feel his bitter charms.
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| I can’t judge what you do to me.
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| Camoflage the truth, indulge your fantasy.
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| Who do you love? |
| Is it me now, is it him babe? |
| I don’t know.
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| Who do you love? |
| Is it me babe, is it him now? |
| I don’t know.
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| There is nothing in your eyes; |
| that’s the way you cry.
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| All is grand, all is bright. |
| You’re just studying my mind.
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| There is nothing in your eyes; |
| that’s the way you cry.
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| All is grand, all is bright. |
| You’re just studying my mind.
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| Was I invited to your masquerade?
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| Well the party’s over so now take off your face.
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| You say you love, but it’s hard to see
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| When you’re in his arms, throwing rocks at me.
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| I walk around suffering in my gloom,
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| When I come to you sitting in your room.
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| The truth is news, I have longed to trace.
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| So take off the mask so I can see your face.
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| Who do you love? |
| Is it me baby, is it him? |
| I want to know.
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| Who do you love? |