| Dead end girl on the outside looking in
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| On a dead end world in which she cannot live
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| And she’d love to leave for some place all alone
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| And she’d love to live
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| Far from every face or name she’s ever known
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| No, I can’t say I blame her
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| No, I can’t say i blame her
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| My, oh my dead end girl
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| My, oh my
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| Dead end girl made a promise to herself
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| That this dead end world would be forced to eat itself
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| At gun point
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| No, I can’t say I blame her
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| No, how can you blame her?
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| My, oh my dead end girl
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| My, oh my
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| Dead end girl on the outside looking in
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| On a dead end world
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| One of which she cannot live
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| And she’d love to leave for someplace nice and cold
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| And she’d love to live far from me or anyone she’s ever known
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| My dead end girl
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| But then I stopped and took a piece
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| I found myself looking in it
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| Found myself drowning in it
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| Lost myself for a minute
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| The same face in the same mirror
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| With his eyes a little clearer
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| We watched the reflection standing
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| This is only the beginning
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| My dead end girl
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| My dead end girl
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| No, dead end girl
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| No, dead end girl |