| Another random hotel room
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| Another name I won't remember, yeah
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| I beg her to say, "I love you"
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| Take a page out The Great Pretender, yeah
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| And it's so good when she lies to me
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| For a second, it's just like the real thing
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| Then comes emptiness waitin' so faithfully
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| So maybe my heart
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| Just doesn't work 'cause I still feel nothin', hey
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| If pillows could talk
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| How many faces would they say have touched them?
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| Oh, yeah
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| Oh, shame, shame, shame
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| Shame on me, shame on myself
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| Maybe my heart just ain't built for lovin', fuck 'em
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| I'm so good at sayin' what she wanna hear
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| Makin' promises I won't deliver, yeah
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| Then I turn around and disappear
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| Just another woman I turned bitter, oh
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| Thank God alcohol is beautiful
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| Swear it loves me, the feelin' is mutual
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| But we're both empty as usual
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| Maybe my heart
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| Just doesn't work 'cause I still feel nothin', hey
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| If pillows could talk
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| How many faces would they say have touched them?
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| Oh, yeah
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| Oh, shame, shame, shame
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| Shame on me, shame on myself
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| Maybe my heart just ain't built for lovin', fuck 'em
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| And I don't give a damn what the mirror say
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| 'Cause she's still in my brain, oh
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| Only way I know how to replace the pain
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| What'd you do to me, baby?
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| Maybe my heart just doesn't work, still I feel nothing
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| Maybe my heart
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| Just doesn't work 'cause I still feel nothin', hey
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| If pillows could talk
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| How many faces would they say have touched them?
|
| Oh, yeah
|
| Oh, shame, shame, shame
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| Shame on me, shame on myself
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| Maybe my heart just ain't built for lovin', fuck 'em
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| Another random hotel room
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| Another name I won't remember |