| What goes around comes back around
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| Your hollow words they echo now
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| For you to keep when you’re alone
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| So you can lie to yourself when I’m gone
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| It’s a bitter pill to swallow
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| Can you taste the pain and sorrow
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| Go on and beg and steal and borrow
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| But that won’t get back my tomorrow
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| What hurts to learn
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| Will make you wise
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| Was it worth the burn to get to this goodbye
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| I’d rather start again
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| On this dirt floor
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| Crawl my way back to the man I was before
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| It’s a bitter pill to swallow
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| Can you taste the pain and sorrow
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| Go on and beg and steal and borrow
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| But that won’t get back my tomorrow
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| Oh yeah
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| Yeah take all the time you need
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| Yeah you’re taking no more from me
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| It’s a bitter pill to swallow
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| Can you taste the pain and sorrow
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| Go on and beg and steal and borrow
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| That won’t get back my tomorrow
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| It’s a bitter pill to swallow
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| Can you taste the pain and sorrow
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| Go on and beg and steal and borrow
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| That won’t get back my tomorrow |