| You’re probably the only one, though it is hard to admit
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| That can save me
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| And I never liked to ask for a helping hand
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| But I do now
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| I look into your eyes
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| This hard, bewildered stare
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| Part of me wants to hurt you
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| Tear in your hair
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| But I don’t do that now
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| A naive, open wounded exchange of stories that transforms us
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| Here
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| But I think I am the only one breathing on this planet
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| Tonight
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| The cheap sweat smothered makeup
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| Makes her face look as if dissolving
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| Yet full of grace
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| Here in the darkness now
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| One-hundred Euro wine
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| I do believe in heaven and I do believe its time
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| Yes its time now
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| Five inch white high heels
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| I do believe in heaven and I do believe its real
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| And its okay now
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| Vast scarlet leisure
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| Immense blood pressure
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| Scatterbrained love lecture
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| Come here and be gorgeous for me now
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| After all I think it’s evident that I am god’s favorite one
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| And now is the time I should have whatever I desire
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| I look into your eyes
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| Staring back at mine
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| Part of me wants to hurt you
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| Tear in your hair
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| But I don’t do that now
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| One-hundred Euro wine
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| I do believe in heaven and I do believe its time
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| Faceless company
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| It don’t matter much to me
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| Five inch white high heels
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| I do believe in heaven and I do believe its real
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| Dreamlike mirage haze
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| I’m positively god’s favorite one
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| Favorite one
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| Favorite one
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| Favorite one
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| I do believe I’m the lord’s favorite one |