| I am not an ill-willed person
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| I do not wish bad things for you
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| Love the faces you’ve been dreamin' of
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| Embrace memory
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| Wear your coat, sing your song
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| But don’t write me, we’ll never really get along
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| You see, there’s just too much I know already
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| Love everything
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| You’ve always loved
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| Love everything
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| You’ve always loved
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| Your long black hair and entourage
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| Of fans who care can’t camouflage
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| The boy you’ve dared to love for years and years
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| Appears to mystery
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| And I, like you, believe in true love
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| But I know enough of it
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| To admit it won’t deny truth
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| Constitutes his story
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| Love everything
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| You’ve always loved
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| Love everything
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| You’ve always loved
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| You’re at his show
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| Standin' in the front row
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| But he let go a long time ago
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| And I know the past I do not want to know
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| And it’s out of my hands
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| It’s all out of my hands
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| And I am not an ill-willed person
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| Ah, but your question’s my misfortune
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| Who cares who’s complicated, girl?!
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| And who’s the crooked Jane?
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| And you are not an ill-willed person
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| You’ve never even thought to torture me
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| But has he run to you
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| In those shoes in the rain?
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| Love everything
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| You’ve always loved
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| Love everything
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| You’ve always loved
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| Love everything
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| You’ve always loved
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| Love everything
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| You’ve always loved |