| I can’t let you be, cause your beauty won’t allow me
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| Wrapped in white sheets
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| Like an angel from a bedtime story
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| And shut out what they say
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| Cause your friends are messed up anyway
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| And when they come around
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| Somehow they feel up and you feel down
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| When we were kids, we hated things our parents did
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| We listened low to Casey Kasem’s radio show
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| That’s when friends were nice
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| To think of them just makes you feel nice
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| The smell of grass in spring
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| And October leaves cover everything
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| Have you forgotten how to love yourself?
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| Have you forgotten how to love yourself?
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| I can’t believe all the good things that you do for me
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| Sat back in a chair like a princess from a faraway place
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| Nobody’s nice, when you’re older your heart turns to ice
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| And shut out what they say;
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| They’re too dumb to mean it anyway
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| When we were kids, we hated things our sisters did
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| Backyard summer pools and Christmases were beautiful
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| And the sentiment of coloured mirrored ornaments
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| And the open drapes
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| Look out on frozen farmhouse landscapes
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| Have you forgotten how to love yourself?
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| Have you forgotten how to love yourself?
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| Have you forgotten how to love yourself?
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| Have you forgotten how to love yourself?
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| Have you forgotten how to love yourself?
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| Have you forgotten how to love yourself? |