| It’s a shame that I love you
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| And you don’t feel the way I do
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| Who’s to blame? |
| Well, cupid is
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| Before his arrow disappears
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| Is it too much to ask
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| Not to be left in the dark?
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| Staring out the window (Window), crying (Crying)
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| Waiting for you to come back (Come back)
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| Climbing up the trees where (Trees where) I’ve been (I've been)
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| Closing my eyes to relax
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| I’m singing for solace
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| You’re falling out of my pocket
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| Can’t believe I messed it up
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| Bet you’re relieved
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| But it makes me mad
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| Mad, mad, mad
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| And I’m tearing my hair out
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| Tearing my hair out
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| Yeah, I’m tearing my hair out
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| Tearing my hair out
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| It’s not right that you’re okay
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| And all your feelings dissipate
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| While I scream and punch the walls
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| And you’re not picking up my calls
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| Is it too much to ask
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| Not to be left in the dark?
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| Sing me an older (Older) song I (Song I)
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| Don’t know the words to this one
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| Let me see the final (Final) sun out (Sun out)
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| Side before the storm comes
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| I’m singing for solace
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| You’re falling out of my pocket
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| Can’t believe I messed it up
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| Bet you’re relieved
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| But it makes me mad
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| Mad, mad, mad
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| And I’m tearing my hair out
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| (Mad, mad, mad)
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| Tearing my hair out
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| (Mad, mad, mad)
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| Yeah, I’m tearing my hair out
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| (Mad, mad, mad)
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| Tearing my hair out
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| You’re making a mess of me (Oh)
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| Like we don’t have history (Oh)
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| Don’t I deserve sympathy? |
| (Oh)
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| For drowning in all your misery
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| It’s just like you to be so glad
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| Proud of the power I let you have over me
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| But you make me mad
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| Mad
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| And I’m tearing my hair out
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| (Mad, mad, mad)
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| Tearing my hair out
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| (Mad, mad, mad)
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| Yeah, I’m tearing my hair out
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| (Mad, mad, mad)
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| Tearing my hair out
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| (Mad, mad, mad)
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| And I’m tearing my hair out
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| (Mad, mad, mad)
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| Tearing my hair out
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| (Mad, mad, mad)
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| Yeah, I’m tearing my hair out
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| (Mad, mad, mad)
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| Tearing my hair out |