| My back on the railroad tracks
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| Each misgiving you won’t give back
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| It’s no help when I tell myself
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| This is the last time
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| Jet-black, baby, comb it back
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| Your legs relax as you watch my act
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| It’s put on, but it’s all for you
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| This is the last time that I’ll be
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| Someone else for someone else
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| A cold call to a vacant heart
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| The sound of your voice as I wait in the dark
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| I’m the pieces as you take apart
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| This is the last time
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| Made accomplice ‘cause I’ve played the part
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| I fall ensnared in your steel-barbed arms
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| Beholden to holding you
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| This is the last time that I’ll be
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| Someone else for someone else
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| A cold call to a vacant heart
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| I hear your voice, I feel your dark
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| Implicated ‘cause I’ve taken part
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| Just this last time…
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| And I never looked better;
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| I was meant for you to use
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| I’ll stay shackled, and tethered
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| For this is my body
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| It shall be given up for you
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| Someone else for someone else |