| You see it from the outside
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| You’re running toward the wall
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| Swinging from your blind side
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| But you don’t know me at all
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| I’ve been here too many times before
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| And your tears don’t mean a thing
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| I only come when you scream, I told you
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| Child, don’t follow me home
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| You’re just too perfect for my hands to hold
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| If you choose to stay, you’ll throw it all away
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| And I just want to take your innocence
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| Is this what you wanted
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| Did I make your dreams come true?
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| You’re sitting in a corner
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| Wondering what you got into
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| And you ache for things you don’t understand
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| That your tears don’t mean a thing
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| And I only come when you scream, I told you
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| Child, don’t follow me home
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| You’re just too perfect for my hands to hold
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| If you choose to stay, you’ll throw it all away
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| And I just want to take your innocence
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| There’s no such thing as fate
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| Only yourself to blame you never walked away
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| I told you
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| Child, don’t follow me home
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| You’re just too perfect for my hands to hold
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| If you choose to stay, you’ll throw it all away
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| And I just want to take your innocence
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| Child, don’t follow me home
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| You’re just too perfect for my hands to hold
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| If you choose to stay, you’ll throw it all away
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| And I just want to take your innocence
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| I just want to take your innocence
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| I just want to take |