| Do you want to know my game?
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| I don’t really have one. |
| I’m just passing this way
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| Sure you want to know my name?
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| It’s just one more thing you might learn to hate one day
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| Hey, can everybody see?
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| I was on the side of love we’re meant to be
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| But now I’m walking with the ones whose hearts just beat
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| I’ll never forget her face
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| The way her eyes told me what her lips could not say
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| And how she just walked away
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| Dragging my heart through the streets back to her place
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| Hey, can everybody see?
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| I was on the side of love we’re meant to be
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| But now I am one of those whose hearts just beat
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| I don’t mean to blame love, but I guess I do sort of
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| Now I don’t want to feel love, I don’t want to be loved
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| I don’t mean to blame love, but I guess I do sort of
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| I don’t mean to blame love, but I guess I do sort of
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| Now I don’t want to feel love, I don’t want to be loved
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| I don’t mean to blame love, but I guess I do sort of
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| Now I don’t want to feel love, I don’t want to be loved
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| No, I don’t mean to blame love, but I guess I do sort of
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| But I guess I do sort of
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| I guess I do poor love |