| These pale blue lights cover me so close that I can see
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| They’re a mirror, oh nothing’s how it seems
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| I walk slow down through the crowds in their fake leather shrouds
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| To the corner lost in paper dreams
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| I could have sworn I saw you by the door with a painter
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| She said she’s not there you never cared for her did you?
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| I fell from the stage with a thunder, tricked by desire
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| You’ve got the rest of me
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| Give me my heart back MacGuire
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| Those cold red eyes that you see me through
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| Won’t tell you whether I’m lying, but maybe that’s just as well
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| Cause if this is all your living for baby you’re on step from dying
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| And only time will tell
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| Begging me please you played that old tease, like an artist
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| I sold the clothes on my back just to keep you in rags
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| Now that you’re perfectly sweet like a sadist, oh you’re stranger than fire
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| You got my innocence
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| Give me my heart back MacGuire
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| The city’s in bloom I’m lost in this room by the window
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| Neon sign lullabies float in the blue evening haze
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| You hid me away like a shadow, only yours to acquire
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| You’ve seen your best days now
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| Give me my heart back MacGuire
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| They don’t need you no more
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| Give me my heart back MacGuire
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| You’ve got the rest of me
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| Give me my heart back MacGuire |