| She’s in the corner resting her head on her knees
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| I’m waiting for her to give me a chance to leave
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| This night is over and it’s all been shot to hell
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| Heaven help me cause I can’t help myself from falling asleep
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| Cause the pills and the drinks
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| Have turned us into creeps
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| Who can’t speak to say what they’re thinking
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| But she’ll speak tonight
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| So tell me all about it
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| Speak slow
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| Everything is said
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| And there’s nothing left to let you know
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| The secrets kept are let go
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| Everything is said
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| And there’s nothing left to take control
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| I’ve got the mind set to take myself outside
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| And think over nicotine
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| Mix it with other things
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| I medicate in ways that are unsafe
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| But I don’t feel anything
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| Now I’ve become a creep
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| Who can’t speak to say what he’s thinking
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| I’ll talk tonight
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| I’ll tell you all about it
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| Speak slow
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| Everything is said
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| And there’s nothing left to let you know
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| The secrets kept are let go
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| Everything is said
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| And there’s nothing left to take control
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| So tell me all about it
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| Speak slow
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| Everything is said
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| And there’s nothing left to let you know
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| The secrets kept are let go
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| Til everything is said
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| And there’s nothing left to take control tonight
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| Sometimes we say things we can’t take back
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| But more than anything, we meant everything
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| Sometimes we say things we can’t take back
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| But more than anything
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| Sometimes we say things we can’t take back
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| But more than anything, we meant everything
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| Sometimes we say things we can’t take back
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| We meant everything
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| We meant everything
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| So tell me all about it
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| Speak slow
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| Everything is said
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| And there’s nothing left to let you know
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| The secrets kept are let go
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| Til everything is said
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| And there’s nothing left to take control
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| So tell me all about it
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| Speak slow
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| Everything is said
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| And there’s nothing left to let you know
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| The secrets kept are let go
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| Til everything is said
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| And there’s nothing left to take control tonight
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| She’s in the corner resting her head on her knees
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| I’m waiting for her, I’m waiting for her |