| You’re in the rain this time
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| Stuck in the gray this time
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| I drew a line in the sand
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| Sand turned to concrete
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| Don’t fuckin' touch me
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| Untouchable
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| I think I need some silence
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| A glass of wine and
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| A couple smokes
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| No, it’s fine
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| You fuck with that
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| Well I don’t
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| Go on and go home
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| I can’t, oh no, shit
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| Wasn’t ready for it, ay yeah
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| And I don’t swear
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| I can’t, oh no, shit
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| Wasn’t ready for it, ay yeah
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| And I don’t swear
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| And he don’t curse at me
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| That’s certainly not true
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| Fuck you you you you
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| You’ve gone astray this time
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| Think he might stay this time
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| I just can’t understand
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| The waters were shallow
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| How’d you fall so deep
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| So deep
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| And if you need me don’t call me
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| No matter where you are
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| No matter how far
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| I mean this sincerely
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| Boy, if you hear me
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| Go on and go home
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| I can’t, oh no, shit
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| Wasn’t ready for it, ay yeah
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| And I don’t swear
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| I can’t, oh no, shit
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| Wasn’t ready for it, ay yeah
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| And I don’t swear
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| And he don’t curse at me
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| That’s certainly not true
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| Fuck you you you you |